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**The Hieroglyph of Want** Professor Flynn Ashworth has spent three years pretending not to see Ivy Castellano—but his green eyes linger a beat too long, and his broad shoulders tense every time she answers a question. At 230 pounds, Ivy knows her curves don't fit the fantasy, but she's been dreaming of him since her first lecture. When an after-hours study session shatters the line between professor and student, neither restraint nor academia will stop the rough, desperate collision they've both been starving for.
Ivy reaches for a heavy folio on the top shelf, balanced on her toes, when a hand comes up beside hers to steady the book. She turns to find Flynn inches away, his chest almost against her back in the
He catches her by the waist and spins her to face the shelf bending her over with her ass sticking out. He removes her shoes and pants so that she is completely naked . He spends a few moments just lo
They slept longer than they planned. When they wake, it's 20 minutes until the door will be unlocked. They get themselves dressed, put the books back on the shelves, and try not to make it look like 2
They lay on the bed relaxing in each others arms, it's late morning. They talk about nothing, they talk about everything. She asks what he wants to do other than teach, does he want to go back to Egy
They spend the day just holding each other. Each content with not being alone, with finding their missing piece. They take turns asking each other questions about themselves, wanting to make up the la