collect her thoughts. She sprawled onto a bench and closed her eyes. Despite her show of bravado in the classroom, she was completely blown away to find the woman who had last occupied her bed was Morgan Bradley, celebrity criminal defense lawyer, popular TV commentator and, most surprising of all, her law professor. She didn’t want to drop the class. She wanted it on her résumé to impress future employers. Parker felt trapped.
Eyes shut, she pictured Morgan Bradley, dressed to the nines, standing at the front of the classroom. She looked completely in her element, totally in charge. And totally hot, Parker mused. Dex would simply die if he knew the famous Morgan Bradley’s body had lain naked on every stick of furniture she owned. Remembering the night they spent together, Parker corrected herself. Morgan hadn’t simply lain there. She’d been a wildcat, their night of sex filled with passionate agility. Reliving the memories, Parker, eyes still closed, smiled.
“Am I interrupting anything?”
Parker recognized the voice, but recognition didn’t minimize the shock of hearing it here, where she wasn’t expecting to encounter Morgan. The surprise nearly caused Parker to fall off the bench.
“Um, no. Do you need something?” Realizing she sounded abrupt, Parker started again, “I mean, hi, and no, you aren’t interrupting anything. Do you want to sit down?”
Morgan glanced around before she replied. “Actually, yes, I would.” She looked pointedly at Parker’s still sprawled form. Parker grinned sheepishly and sat upright, folding her legs underneath the bench.
Seated, Morgan turned toward Parker. “I thought we should talk.” Parker merely raised her eyebrows. Morgan continued, “I’m thinking neither one of us expected to see the other again.” Parker nodded. She didn’t want to taint whatever Morgan had to say by interjecting her own affirmations or denials.
“And certainly neither one of us expected to see each other here, in these roles.”
“Roles?” Parker asked.
“Me teacher, you student.”
“Oh, yeah. Those roles.”
“I had fun with you. You are pretty amazing.”
Parker was surprised at the unexpected compliment. As awkward as this situation was, she actually felt very comfortable sitting an arm’s length away from Morgan Bradley, famous lawyer. In fact, the only discomfort she felt was a persistent nagging need to lean over and kiss the lips of her law professor. Shaking herself out of the trance threatening to make her act on the need, she replied, “Why, thanks, Professor, you were pretty amazing yourself.”
“As much as I would love to see you again, you realize we can’t.”
Parker didn’t speak. Although she’d already had the same thoughts, her recent recollections were coloring her ability to think clearly. She knew Morgan was right, but she wished she had been the one to speak the words. Parker was used to calling the shots.
“Parker, did you hear me?”
Shrugging, she replied, “Sorry, I did hear you. I completely understand.” As she spoke the words, she saw relief spread over Morgan’s face and it made her unreasonably angry. Parker wondered why it should be so easy for Morgan to decide the one night was it, especially considering she was on fire just sitting next to her . How in the hell am I going to make it through an entire semester without exploding? Unable to resist a dig, she felt compelled to add, “Some people are capable of keeping their personal lives private and some aren’t.”
Morgan raised an eyebrow, urging Parker to continue.
“Now, take me for instance. I’m perfectly capable of having hot, healthy, recreational sex with another consenting adult without letting it interfere with my professional life. You, on the other hand, may be one of those people who can’t. I respect our differences.”
“Oh, you do, do you?” Morgan’s eyebrow was still raised and she wore a smug smile that threatened to send Parker over the
Eyes shut, she pictured Morgan Bradley, dressed to the nines, standing at the front of the classroom. She looked completely in her element, totally in charge. And totally hot, Parker mused. Dex would simply die if he knew the famous Morgan Bradley’s body had lain naked on every stick of furniture she owned. Remembering the night they spent together, Parker corrected herself. Morgan hadn’t simply lain there. She’d been a wildcat, their night of sex filled with passionate agility. Reliving the memories, Parker, eyes still closed, smiled.
“Am I interrupting anything?”
Parker recognized the voice, but recognition didn’t minimize the shock of hearing it here, where she wasn’t expecting to encounter Morgan. The surprise nearly caused Parker to fall off the bench.
“Um, no. Do you need something?” Realizing she sounded abrupt, Parker started again, “I mean, hi, and no, you aren’t interrupting anything. Do you want to sit down?”
Morgan glanced around before she replied. “Actually, yes, I would.” She looked pointedly at Parker’s still sprawled form. Parker grinned sheepishly and sat upright, folding her legs underneath the bench.
Seated, Morgan turned toward Parker. “I thought we should talk.” Parker merely raised her eyebrows. Morgan continued, “I’m thinking neither one of us expected to see the other again.” Parker nodded. She didn’t want to taint whatever Morgan had to say by interjecting her own affirmations or denials.
“And certainly neither one of us expected to see each other here, in these roles.”
“Roles?” Parker asked.
“Me teacher, you student.”
“Oh, yeah. Those roles.”
“I had fun with you. You are pretty amazing.”
Parker was surprised at the unexpected compliment. As awkward as this situation was, she actually felt very comfortable sitting an arm’s length away from Morgan Bradley, famous lawyer. In fact, the only discomfort she felt was a persistent nagging need to lean over and kiss the lips of her law professor. Shaking herself out of the trance threatening to make her act on the need, she replied, “Why, thanks, Professor, you were pretty amazing yourself.”
“As much as I would love to see you again, you realize we can’t.”
Parker didn’t speak. Although she’d already had the same thoughts, her recent recollections were coloring her ability to think clearly. She knew Morgan was right, but she wished she had been the one to speak the words. Parker was used to calling the shots.
“Parker, did you hear me?”
Shrugging, she replied, “Sorry, I did hear you. I completely understand.” As she spoke the words, she saw relief spread over Morgan’s face and it made her unreasonably angry. Parker wondered why it should be so easy for Morgan to decide the one night was it, especially considering she was on fire just sitting next to her . How in the hell am I going to make it through an entire semester without exploding? Unable to resist a dig, she felt compelled to add, “Some people are capable of keeping their personal lives private and some aren’t.”
Morgan raised an eyebrow, urging Parker to continue.
“Now, take me for instance. I’m perfectly capable of having hot, healthy, recreational sex with another consenting adult without letting it interfere with my professional life. You, on the other hand, may be one of those people who can’t. I respect our differences.”
“Oh, you do, do you?” Morgan’s eyebrow was still raised and she wore a smug smile that threatened to send Parker over the
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