Curves Around Campus: Flings to Rings, #4

By Nixie Taylor

I have one week to convince my future wife we belong together. There are just two problems.

I fell for Nicole and her incredible curves the moment she walked into my classroom.
Since then, my dreams have been tormented by thoughts of a life with the smart, funny, demanding, and absolutely perfect woman who I couldn't approach because the college's rules wouldn't allow us to be together.
Problem 1? We're stuck on opposite sides of the campus when the blizzard hits.
Problem 2? She might be more likely to punch me than kiss me when I rescue her.

Curves Around Campus is an insta-love short, sweet, and steamy romance with an HEA between an Alpha college professor and a curvy woman trying to have the best Spring Break ever before graduation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nixie Taylor
• Release date: Jul 7, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201943073

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1 - Brandon

...And it’s all your fault, Mr. Shmoocas, says Nicole, a senior in my Web Development for Business Applications class. The poor girl is drunk as a skunk, and spring break just started.

I’m sorry you have to work on the assignment this week, but you don’t understand—

She points at the camera on her phone. No, you don’t understand, Mr. Flucas. She’s closer to my name this time. And another thing, the assignment totally sucks ass. Nobody cares about connecting insurance companies with doctors. It’s all just bullshit, and college is bullshit, and you, Mr. Kissable-Lips, are bullshit most of all. Smoldering at me all semester and never even asking me out one single little lonely horny time.

Jesus. How drunk is she? It’s only Saturday. Spring break has barely begun.

Before I can reply, she rolls on with her tirade. You know what, Mr. V-neck Sweater Man, you owe me a vacation! It’s all your fault I’m stuck in this dumb dorm with nobody else around instead of on the beach with you rubbing oil all over my naked body.

I’ll hold onto that image for a lifetime. Hell, the curvy vixen has haunted my dreams since she first set foot in my classroom. If I’d ever suspected she harbored any interest in me, I would have quit my job on the spot and spent night and day working on making her mine.

But she’s drunk. She’s not thinking clearly, and she certainly doesn’t mean everything she’s saying. Hell, she can’t even remember my real name.

I clear my throat. A few things, Miss Jackson—

Are you saying I’m nasty? She practically purrs the words, her full lips nearly filling the screen as she moves the phone up close to her face and starts humming the music for the Janet Jackson song.

I can’t tell if all of this is going to help or ruin the plans I’ve carefully made for next week, knowing she’d be stuck alone on campus.

Nicky, first, people do care about those kinds of web portals. I have a multi-million dollar offer on a similar project of my own that I’m shopping around for an even bigger buyer. Second, I don’t really care if you finish the project or not. As of today, I’m no longer teaching. I put in my notice two weeks ago because of that web portal. I’m going to dedicate all of my time finishing it up and getting it sold.

I gave up my spring break for nothing, Mr. Poocas? My last one ever?

She sounds so very sad and drunk that it breaks my heart. I did this to the sweetest angel I’ve ever met, and she doesn’t even know what I have in mind for the two of us this week.

What kind of monster am I?

A once-in-a-decade blizzard has just started in the middle of Ohio, a state not unfamiliar with big blizzards. It’s not like I can rush her to an airport and fly her to Hawaii to spend the week rubbing suntan lotion onto her skin.

I adjust my erection, but it does little to ease my discomfort.

We are