Chapter 2: They Are Twins

"I heard we got a new art professor! He is handsome and has the most sexy Italian accent they say. Have you seen him? What does he look like? Is what they are saying true" Hazel did her best to tune out her best friend Tori, who had been bombarding her with questions all morning.

She has seen him alright, not even once.

The face that hunted her dreams all night, the smile that made her knee weak, that perfectly sculpted body, with toned muscles and that accent, oh god, that accent that she so desperately wanted to hear swear as he groaned in pleasure above or beneath her.

'Fuck, what had gotten into me, why can't I get my mind off him? He blatantly ignored me all through yesterday's class, pretending we were strangers' she thought to herself drowning in frustration.

I mean we are strangers, technically but still…

"Cut it out Tori, no one asked you to miss a day off school, just to hang out with your irresponsible boyfriend" Beth, Hazel's second friend and the third in their little circle chided while adjusting her glasses.

"Since when have you gone back to using glasses, nerd? What happened to your contact lenses" Tori asked as they entered the cafeteria

"I misplaced the right lens again and I can't afford to get another yet, plus, Mark said I look good with the glasses on" Tori scrunched up her nose at the mention of Mark's name.

"Fuck! That dude has no taste, anyway. I'm still curious and you both will satisfy my curiosity. Have you two met the new professor? Is he hot? Or hot hot? "

"Hot, hot, hot, smoking. He is a ten out of ten in look and voice and has this super sexy Italian accent that would make your knee go weak and your legs open up to the north and south as you cry out Daddy. Very strict in the classroom. Satisfied?" Hazel explained, her voice bored and indifferent contradicting what she was feeling.

She definitely wasn't bored, not indifferent. For whatever reason all she wants to talk about or hear is her new fascination.

"Oh my gosh," Tori gushed excitedly, her cheeks stained red as some adult image flashed through her mind.

"How the hell did we end up being friends with Prof. Con?" Beth asked

"Just in case it slipped your mind, she's your boyfriend's twin sister," Hazel pointed out as the three returned to their seats with trays full of food.

"Do you think it's too late for me to switch to the creative art department? I'm bored seeing Professor Vincent's face already, I need a new handsome face to look at. Do you think I will get a chance?… "

While Tori was busy grilling Beth about the new handsome professor she hadn't met, Hazel was lost in thought, her mind wandering to a certain brown/golden-eyed man, who happened to be the new professor of her major.

Was it a coincidence?

Was she thinking too much?

Why would someone who made her father so nervous and out of his wits transfer into a college as an art professor?

It doesn't add up, it just doesn't.

She had stayed up all night racking her brain and the internet about him but came up with nothing. Her parents were even worse, not wanting to hear anything about him.

No social media profile, and no information whatsoever about him, not even while he was younger.

Suspicious, so suspicious! Her mind screamed.

Most importantly, why was she so attracted to him just after meeting him twice?

Why couldn't she get him out of her head, despite the dangerous vibe he was giving?

***

"Miss Halton, we meet again. "Lorenzo called out while winding down the window of his car. How surprising for us to run into each other here again, how have you been?" Lorenzo, dressed in a black and gold tuxedo, with a black dress shirt and dress shoes, stepped out of his black SUV with a smile as charming as the one that taunted her dreams since the first time they'd met.

"I wouldn't say surprising, Professor, after all, I was in your class yesterday"

"Professor?" Lorenzo chuckled in amusement. "I've been called several names, darling, but none of them was a professor," he smirks, resting by the car with his hands folded.

"You don't have to tell me, I won't relate with you in school or outside school, it's not like we are close anyway. Isn't that why you were so cold to me in your class yesterday?"

"Are you sure you don't have the wrong person Miss Halton? I can assure you, I wouldn't have been able to keep my eyes off you if we were in the same enclosed place for an hour, too long, thirty minutes. Fuck audiences, they can watch but not touch" He winked and laughed as he saw her face turn bright red in embarrassment.

Half of his words are true, it was taking a whole lot of self-control on his part to stand this far apart from her.

His hands hitched to bring her closer, caress her round and supple cheeks, his lips ached to taste her, to feel her close, her breaths interwinding with his as they engaged in sinful pleasure.

"Well except you have a twin then you are my professor"

"But I do have a twin," he pointed out "he looks too much like me also" he added

"Lies"

"Why don't you look behind you, Mis Halton?" Lorenzo raised his head and pointed behind her. With a raised eyebrow, Hazel turned towards the direction he pointed at and saw another Lorenzo staring back at her calmly, his hands crossed over his chest with a smirk sitting on his face proudly.

"Well, I didn't know, me ignoring you would affect you so much princess" The second Lorenzo said in his deep baritone voice sending a pleasurable shiver down her spine and blood to her nether area.

Fuck! This is trouble.