Grayson Lennon is your mega-hot professor. He started off as a substitute, but became a permanent professor in your department. He graduated at the same university as a valedictorian, in the medical field. He was not only mega-hot, but he was mega-rich too. He grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. When it was your first year in the nursing department, and you couldn't be any more nervous, until you walked in to meet the eyes of a hot man in a suit.

Every woman, man, or just any person in general liked him. He was a Greek God to them all. Popular, and Wealthy. What more could a person want in a guy? You were eighteen and stupid, and you still are stupid. Why?

Because you're sleeping with your professor.

It all started in your first year. He was much older than you, and you fantasized that. Despite it being inappropriate, you still wanted to get with him. This year was the last year of University. While all your friends were hanging out, crying because they were scared to leave each other, and partying - you were in bed with your professor.

It was crazy enough for you to be having sexual relations with him, but living with him too? You dating him. You were dating your professor. You woke up in his bed again, naked, and exhausted. You sat up and covered yourself with a blanket, you saw him putting on a shirt.