Mar 24, 2015
Class Time || Chill
Chandler was more than ready for his last class of the week. He was more than a little excited to start studying German, as he’d really acquired a fondness for it over summer, spending much of his free time studying the language. He wasn’t ashamed to admit (to himself) that it had more than a little to do with his...client. The one with the sexiest accent he’d ever heard. Hell, the man had a lot of the sexiest things ever....
The voice that greeted the class from the front of the room sounded oddly familiar, and Chandler looked up. And froze, staring with wide, shocked eyes. He was never going to survive this semester, not with him at the front of the room.