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"How do you know my name?" she inquired curiously.
Davis laughed, his smile crinkling the corners of his green eyes. "It is a bit unusual isn't it, considering we've never spoken face to face."
"Sort of, yes."
"I must confess, Danielle..." he hesitated, lowering his voice to a deep whisper, "I read your midterm paper. And I had to look up your school record to see for myself what such an insightful, intelligent young woman looked like."
Danielle raised an eyebrow, caught off guard by his words and his demeanor. This wasn't just praise from her Professor. He seemed genuinely intrigued by her.
"Thanks, Professor," she managed, feeling a light blush rush to her cheeks.
"No, thank you, Danielle. Now I have a candidate for the political debate against Lovey next month. That is, if you're interested."
She couldn't believe her ears. Being a candidate in that particular debate was such a highly coveted spot (with primo networking opportunities) that even some members of the Debate team didn't make it each year. She had known Davis was in charge of the club, but never thought such a great chance could be so easily placed in her hands.
"I'm flattered," she said, her voice trailing off.
"Don't be. It's well deserved," he responded.
Danielle was perturbed by the depth in his eyes and forced herself to look away. It wasn't every day she received such compliments from an unexpected source. Especially not her sexy young history teacher.
"Well, thank you anyway. I'm looking forward to it."
Davis smiled again. "You'll have a lot of preparing to do, and you'll need some coaching... you may want to meet with me after class on Monday to go over the topics."
His invitation made her stomach knot up with anticipation. "I'll be there," she promised, then took a few steps toward the door. "Bye, Professor," she said, rushing out of there before she could no longer control herself. She made it halfway across the quad before realizing she'd forgotten to ask her original question.
At their favorite campus bar that night with Roxie, Jade and Lexi, Danielle recounted the story. Lexi and Roxie were particularly thrilled for her.
"So let me get this straight. You write an A paper, get a position in the Lovey debate, hear how wonderful you are, and arrange to meet your hot teacher after hours for practice."
"Yeah, something like that," Danielle replied.
"Sounds promising," Roxie told her, winking.
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