![]() ![]() That combination had nearly proved disastrous. ![]() Not to mention the facts that Professor Sullivan was utterly gorgeous and that his slight Irish accent made Rodrigo’s mouth water. Like everyone else, he was a bit intimidated by the man but their academic interests were similar enough that he didn’t mind the assignment. As usual, the department hadn’t asked him if he wanted to be Professor Sullivan’s research assistant so much as told him that he was going to be. He really ought to have known, but this was the first semester that he wasn’t a TA, and that had been a last-minute change. He’d forgotten that it was midterms week. Shaking his head and feeling even more annoyed with himself for looking up the information at home but failing to write it down, he made for his usual area in the stacks and hoped he could just find the books he needed by sheer luck. All of the computer terminals had been commandeered by undergrads researching their first midterm projects. The last thing he needed was to make a bad impression Professor Sullivan was one of the most demanding faculty in the Art History department. ![]() He was in a hurry, not quite late yet, but he hadn’t left himself enough time to get the materials he wanted and then rush across campus for his meeting. ![]() RODRIGO bounced up the stairs to the fourth floor of the library, his long legs easily taking them two at a time. ![]()
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