“I am a single woman. I can be with whoever I want,” Myra whispered in his face.
“Then be with me,” Professor Cal said, and his lips touched hers.
She gasped, her brain short-circuiting and her whole limb trembling from the contact.
She felt the familiar tingles, like she was about to have one of her disassociation episodes, but it did not happen.
It felt surreal that this was happening. She had thought of this countless times, her mind had conjured up the image over and over, so it felt like she was reliving what had happened before.
Like she was experiencing the past from the future.
But at the same time, she was aware it was all new, and this was the first time this was actually happening, because it was better than everything her mind ever came up with in the past.
His hand
