"Professor Gray." 

  Shit. With fast motion, I button my dress shirt and drag my skirt down as Chase gets dressed too. He's unperturbed. I glare at him. Why isn't he nervous that we might get caught today. And what was I even thinking having sex in my office. How can I be carried away just like that? I think what I was trying to do was mark Chase as mine, so nosy ass bitch, Maia will stay the fuck away. 

" Professor Gray, are you in there?" The voice calls again. 

  I internally groan and stare at Chase as I hurriedly slip my feet in my shoes. He arranges his...