Caught by My Professor: An Age Gap Romance

My lip quivers as I whisper, "Please...please don't..." "Please don't what, Miss Lee?" I suck in a breath when he invades my personal space. If he took just two more steps, our bodies would be touching. Stupidly, my body gets a thrill out of this observation. Though I don't exactly have the highest opinion of Professor Handler's teaching skills, I can't deny that he's one good-looking man. He has gorgeous green eyes that could undress you with a glance, silky brown hair that belongs in a glossy shampoo ad, and a tall body that looks mighty fine in his black suit, a suit that I know for a fact is covering six-pack abs (I might or might not have looked up his Instagram account). He stares at my hand.
Like an idiot, I'm still holding the answer key. A corner of his mouth curves up. "Were you planning to cheat on the upcoming exam?" I drop the answer key like the paper has the ability to give me a second-degree burn. "I, um, well, I..." God, I might as well tattoo, Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater, on my forehead. "Is there any way you could not tell anyone about this?" I ask. Probably a futile question. To my surprise, he says, "I'm willing to keep this a secret, but..." I widen my eyes when he plays with a lock of my hair.
Is a professor allowed to do that? "You might not like my proposal." A wicked smile appears on his face. "Or you might like it very much." WORD COUNT: 5, 200 A sexy short story about a young woman and her handsome professor!