Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

"She's not right for me, but you are?"

The voice cut through the night behind her.

Nicholas was still in his suit, tall and impossible to miss as he strode over and kicked the little table right over. Drinks spilled everywhere. Every student grabbing late-night snacks turned to stare especially when they realized who was at the center of the drama. Morgan, the famous professor, was sitting right there.

Morgan's classes were always packed-girls from every department tried to get in. He had that older-guy charm that drove everyone a little crazy. The last time someone confessed in public, the school sent out an official warning. Now, with Nicholas's looks thrown in, half the crowd had their phones out, snapping pictures.

Nicholas's glare could freeze water. "So this is why she's not answering my calls? You cornered her, huh? Morgan-Dr. Morgan-this is the university. You really want your students to think you're the other man?"

Morgan took off his glasses, a tiny smirk tugging at his lips. "Reputation's never meant much to me."

Nicholas almost laughed. This guy was obviously trying to stir up trouble. He could feel Morgan pushing at the cracks between him and Scarlette, probably loving every second.

Morgan slid his glasses back on, looking over at Scarlette, who looked pale and tense.

"Scarlette, I'll be free tomorrow. I'll do what you asked," he said quietly, then turned to leave.

Nicholas's fist shot out, aiming straight at Morgan. "You looking for trouble?"

But before he could land a punch, Scarlette stepped between them, blocking him.

Nicholas was already furious, and seeing Scarlette defend Morgan just sent him over the edge. He let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "I told you to break up with him, and here you are sharing drinks? Scarlette, don't push me. End it with him. Now." The whole place was buzzing-nobody had ever seen campus drama like this. Without warning, Scarlette raised her hand and slapped Nicholas across the face. He didn't see it coming. His head snapped to the side. He wiped his mouth, eyes going red, looking like he'd just been slapped by fate itself.

had things to do. This is campus, and Morgan's

dragged everyone's attention onto them. Now what was Morgan supposed to do, just

don't care about his position.

"Shut up," Scarlette snapped.

would

face, she said, "I'll call you tomorrow. We'll talk

shook his head with a little smile.

Nicholas

his cheek, glared at Morgan. He didn't trust this guy

lips pressed into a thin line.

laughed.

as a kid. It made her who she is. She was never going to be happy with someone as quick to anger

watching her walk away without a backward

me? Shouldn't I be the one pissed

into her car, but Nicholas caught up before she could shut the

Why are you acting so cold to

glanced around-there were still students nearby, all pretending not to watch but hanging

gossip. By tomorrow, everyone would be whispering about her

Nicholas never cared about

could get away with anything. Maybe some people had figured out how he felt about Scarlette, but nobody dared say it out loud. That would be scandal the Greenards could