Passion (Lost Love Series) (Erotic Romance)

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you again.”
     
    “And yet here I am. It’s a crazy world.” His deep green eyes were infuriatingly unreadable.
    “Not that crazy,” she disagreed, shaking her head. “You knew you were taking my job. You think you’ve got something to prove. You’re still pissed because I beat you out for student marshal.”
     
    “Trust me – I’m glad I’m not the one who peaked in college,” he said, raising an amused eyebrow. “That would just be pathetic.”
     
    “Really?” she said, refusing to let him goad her. Now that they’d fucked in her office, all the tension she had felt was gone – at least for the moment. She was the calm one now. Besides, she still held the trump card. He might think he was fooling her with his pretense of a random coincidence, but she knew better. She knew him better than anyone else, and she knew exactly which button to push. “You don’t care at all anymore about that B you got in… what was it again? Something pathetic to fail at – wasn’t it Ballroom Dance?” That did it.
     
    “It was a B+!” he snapped. “And no I don’t care!” It was too late. She could read the anger and embarrassment in his face plain as day. All these years, and he was still pissed that his impeccable GPA had been snatched away from him at the last moment. He did still think he had something to prove. That’s why he came here. Even after all these years, he still hated the thought that she had beaten him with her perfect 4.0 GPA.
     
    “That’s what I thought,” she said, laughing lightly. “Goodnight, Lee. I’ll see you on Monday.”
     

Chapter 3
     
    Lee was left alone in Cara’s office feeling like the idiot she clearly thought he was. It was stupid of him to get angry about that B+, especially after all this time. The truth of the matter is that Lee held himself to a very high standard. He came from a successful family, and he had always felt pressure to prove he deserved to be part of it. Getting a B+ frustrated him – Cara had that part right at least.
     
    The part she missed was that he didn’t resent her for becoming student marshal. She had earned it. He didn’t loathe her for beating him – he respected her. Although he wasn’t ready to explain it to her, she was also right in assuming that she was why he came back. Cara was the only reason he had returned to the East Coast.
     
    When they were in school together, she always pushed him to excel. He never missed a class because if he did, she might get ahead. He researched each of his papers more deeply, hoping to find a perfect source that would make them just that little bit better than hers. He always studied that extra hour, trying to get a better score than she did. Lee was smart, and he worked hard. He would always have done well, but what he knew deep down was that Cara’s presence made him better. Being around her made him exceptional.
     
    Now he was back on the East Coast to get that back. His work after graduation was not his best. It was good, but he knew that if he stayed near Cara, he could make something brilliant. She would challenge him and fuel his creativity. The sex wasn’t bad either.
     
    He had forgotten how much he loved the feel of her soft, yielding flesh against his. In California, everyone was trying to be a star. It was one of the many downsides of living in the city of angels. With most of the people he met when he lived out there, their idea of the perfect body type was whatever pleased the ad agencies. The problem was that what pleased the agencies did not interest him in the slightest. All of the women were stick thin and bony. Actually, they were built quite a bit like eight year old boys, and he hated it.
     
    Lee liked to sleep with women. A bony little creature just could not satisfy him. Lee just wanted so much more. Size zero models were a dime a dozen. Instead, he preferred genuine classical beauty. He liked full curves and soft flesh. He liked having something to hold on to.
     
    He

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