Page 77 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1

"I don't know. That depends on a lot of things. I do like her. And I thought that it was what you wanted. You're very confusing, Penny."

So Melissa was right. They weren't serious yet. "Is it Claire?"

"Claire?"

"The girl who you talked to in the dining hall on steak sandwich day. You know...the well-endowed blonde girl."

Tyler laughed again. "No, not Claire. Her name is Natalie."

I was so confused about everything, but I knew that I was jealous. "You kissed me back."

Tyler smiled. "I can't seem to resist you. Even though you've turned me down about a million times."

"So you aren't mad that I kissed you?"

"Mad?" Tyler laughed. "I'd only been waiting a whole month for a second kiss."

I started laughing, but quickly stopped when Professor Hunter walked in. He was his usual sexy self, but he had dark circles under his eyes. He looked exhausted. There was stubble on his face. The tie around his neck was a little loose, which gave him a slightly disheveled look. He was in pain. The same pain that I was. But how could I feel sorry for him when he had caused our problems? For some reason all I wanted was to go up to the front of the classroom and hug him, though. I wanted to comfort him.What is wrong with me?

I grabbed my paper and pen and shoved them into my backpack. I couldn't stand to see Professor Hunter this way. And I didn't want to do something that I was going to regret.

"Tyler, I'm actually not feeling very well. Can you take notes for me?"

"Penny?" he hissed, but I was already pushing through the door.

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I was furious at myself for missing Professor Hunter. I drummed my fingers on my desk. Maybe Melissa was right and I should try talking to him again. It was possible that there was somethingI didn't understand. Hearing his side of the story, if anything, might give me closure.No.He was the one that should be apologizing. But he didn't even know what he needed to apologize for. He had too many secrets.

My phone buzzed. It was probably Professor Hunter. Was he finally ready to tell me he was married? I picked up my phone and slid my finger across the screen. It was a text from Tyler.

"Hey, I have the notes from class. Come let me in."

I smiled to myself. Here was a guy who had stopped kissing me in order to fully disclose the fact that he was seeing someone else, even though they weren't exclusive. And Professor Hunter didn't even have the balls to tell me he was married. Fuck him. I jumped off my bed and went to go let Tyler in.

Tyler was standing there with a smile on his face. He was so cute. "Hey, Penny."

"Hi, Tyler." I pushed the door open farther so he could walk in. We went up the stairs to my floor.

"Are you feeling better?" Tyler asked as we walked down the hallway.

"Yeah, I'm fine. You always seem to come to my rescue."

Tyler shrugged. "That's what friends do. Just for the record, it's also what people who are more than friends do."

"More than friends, huh? Is that where you think we are?"

Tyler opened up my door and closed it behind us. As soon as the door shut, he put his hand on the small of my back and pulled me into him. His face was only a few inches from mine. "You tell me."

My heart was racing. His breath smelled minty. He was handsome, funny, and honest.This is what I need.I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him. He immediately kissed me back, more passionately than he had at Grottos. I reached up and grabbed his hair, pulling him closer, kissing him deeply. He took a step forward and pushed my back against my bureau, pinning me in place. His hands moved to my waist. I could feel his erection pressed against me. He wasn't just what I needed, he was what I wanted.

I lifted one of my legs and wrapped it around him. He quickly grabbed my ass and lifted me up so I could wrap my other leg behind him. He pressed himself harder against me.

I moaned softly. He pressed his erection against me again. "Tyler," I panted and wrapped my arms securely around his neck.

He grabbed my ass tighter and carried me over to my bed. He placed me down on the edge of it and spread my thighs even wider as he leaned into me. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up his torso, revealing his abs. I swallowed hard. He quickly pulled his shirt the rest of the way off and tossed it on the ground. I let my hands slide down his muscles to the waistline of his jeans. I unbuttoned and unzipped them. He grabbed my hands. My heart was racing.

"Are you sure this is what you want? I don't want you to knee me in my junk again." He smiled down at me.