Synopsis:
When
Sydney Morrison learned the dark truth about who she really is, her whole world
turned black. Tormented by her identity and deeply depressed, she confides in
no one, not even her hot and adoring best friend, Henry. But Sydney does
tell Henry about the epic crush she has on her famous writing teacher,
Professor Sparling.
Convinced
she doesn’t stand a chance with the professor, Sydney is shocked when he takes
a special interest in her. The two begin a torrid online affair that pulls
Sydney out of her shell and makes her feel desired and daring. And as Sydney
tumbles into a journey that’s erotic beyond her imagination, her relationship
with Henry gets complicated.
Then
Sydney’s darkest secret begins to hunt her down just when she thinks she’s
escaping it. Suddenly nothing is what is seems to be and Sydney finds herself
torn between truth and love.
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Excerpt
Professor
Sparling is so out of my league. What he
could he possibly see in me? But he sees
something, obviously, because he reached out to me, and I don’t want to lose
his interest. What I feel for him is
pure passion and I’m exploding with it.
Of all the intense emotions I’ve
experienced
in life– rage, fear, depression and frustration – this passion is the only one
that’s felt impossible to contain.
My hands
are shaking as I type: Professor Sparling, I wanted to impress you because I’m
drawn to you.
If only
I could write just how drawn I am to him.
But that would come across either way too romantic, or way too
forward. It’s not like I can just write
to my professor that I spent half of the time in his classes thinking about
either kissing him for two hours straight, or unzipping his pants. I can’t even
say that I’ve been waiting fourteen weeks for him to really notice me. But most
of all, I can’t tell him that he’s the one I believe can lead me out of the
dark places where all I feel are shame and grief. I want to end my internal ache, push the pain
away, and live the life of a normal college student. College years are supposed to be carefree,
but I haven’t gone to any parties. I never even go out for dinner unless the
Harts invite me over to Ottawa Estate, or Henry drags me somewhere. All I’ve wanted to do at Addison is be at
home alone with my cats. My most social
activity is watching movies with Henry.
This little online flirty exchange, though, is giving rise to the part
of me that has been totally shut down.
Apparently along with the sadness inside my body lives a full-fledged
diva, and these emails are waking her up like a kiss from Prince Charming. The diva’s voice is nothing like that of my
withdrawn, anti-social persona who always dresses in gray and thinks she can’t
compete with the Melanies of the world.
I stare
at my computer screen waiting for a reply.
It comes within seconds.
Sydney,
Please call me Paul. And tell me, to
which part of me are you drawn?
Call him
Peter? No way. I can’t think of him as Paul. Not yet, at least. Part of the appeal, after all, is the fact
that he’s my professor. I bet he’d like
it if I dressed up as a schoolgirl in a teeny pleated, plaid skirt. I’m sure he would teach me a lesson or two!
I can’t
believe this is happening. I am flirting
with Professor Paul Sparling, man of my dreams, or at least man of my sexual
fantasies. I wished for this a million
times, but I never expected it to come true.
And I never imagined it would begin with email.
Author
Bio:
Emma Lauren has lived in Texas and Michigan. She met the man
of her dreams when she was only 18, and 7 years later she married him. They now
have three rambunctious kids who keep Emma on her toes. Emma loves animals,
romantic stories, 80s music, chick flicks, and cupcakes. When she's not writing
she's probably doing laundry.
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