Professor Maxwell

Love at First Sight catches the Professor off guard.

When Tori offers a fellow student a ride to school, she has no idea her good deed will bring the Alpha Professor into her life. Now Reid Maxwell is going to find out he picked the wrong girl to boss around. She’s going to show him. Professor Reid Maxwell hasn't let any woman get close enough to catch him. The Economics Professor has no room in his life for entanglements since raising his younger sister takes all his time.

All that changes when he takes one look at Tori Barton and realizes she's the one. Only Tori isn't going to make things easy for Professor Maxwell. Now, Reid has to make sure that love at first sight leads to happily ever after.

This over-the-top quick read is just what you're looking for if you like instalove romance with a little bit of humor.

What the fuck is that peeking out of the bottom her shirt? If she permanently marked her skin, I will kill her. "Meredith Margaret! What the hell is on your back?" She spins and hides her eyes before guilt flashes across her flushed face, which is a sure sign my blood pressure is about to skyrocket.
"I'm seventeen years old. You can't keep babying me." My little sister's words send my blood pressure through the roof.
"That shit better wash the hell off." When her hands snap to her waist, and she gets the petulant look on her pixie face, I know the fucking ink is permanent. "Goddamn it. You know better than to get a fucking tattoo. Give me your car keys. NOW!" 
She jumps at my demand but stands firm and doesn't move. "What? You can't take away my car." 
"I'm your boss as long as you live under my roof. I pay all your bills, and I warned you to follow my rules or the car was gone. Now, get the keys for me." As I hold out my hand, she stands there and stares between my hand and my eyes like I'm crazy.
"How do you expect me to get to school?" The panic is starting to show. Her voice wavers as I can see the shimmer of tears forming in the corner her eyes. Fury at her for taking such a drastic step helps me maintain my position.
"Maybe you should have considered that before you got a tattoo, huh?" I hold out my hand again and raise my eyes in the direction of her room.
"Mom and Dad would be pissed that you're treating me like this if they were alive," she calls over her shoulder as she stomps toward her room.
"Actually, they'd be appalled at the shit you have permanently scrawled across your body," I call back to her.
After throwing the keys at me, she stomps into the living room and drops onto the sofa. Glaring at me, she argues, "You have tattoos. What's the big deal?" 
"You knew I wouldn't allow you to get a tattoo at seventeen, and you got one anyway. That's the big deal. I got my tattoos when I was an adult and was supporting myself. How the hell did you get someone to give you a tattoo at your age?" 
She fidgets on the sofa while I wait for her to answer. "They didn't question my fake ID." 
I close my eyes and count to ten before I give in to the urge to strangle her. "Get me the fucking fake ID. You're damn well punished until you're old enough to use a real ID," I growl through clenched teeth as she slinks off to get the ID. When she returns this time, she doesn't argue after getting one look at my outraged face.
"I don't have a way to get to school tomorrow." She sniffles, and I shrug my shoulder and walk away.
"I guess you can figure that out tonight since you’re so grown and all." I let her murmured, "Asshole," slide and keep walking to my room. Raising a teenage sister is going to cause me to have a heart attack in my thirties.
I walk into the kitchen and hear Meredith on the phone thanking someone for coming to pick her up for school. I spent the night going back and forth over whether or not to give her the fucking car back. Even though I'm a professor in the Economics Department at a private university nearby, Meredith decided to attend a state university further away so she could avoid going to the same school where I teach. After working on Wall Street for several years, I retired to come home and raise Meredith after our parents were killed in an automobile accident. Since I already had my Master's Degree, it only took me a year to obtain my Ph.D. in Economics and use my knowledge to begin teaching at the private university close to our home. 
Meredith hates being associated with my accomplishments and wants to make it on her own, so she demanded that I allow her to go to a school where my name is not as well known. The state school is thirty minutes away, and I worry about who's giving her a ride. She's only two months from her eighteenth birthday and acting out more and more the older she gets. 
"How are you getting to school?" 
She looks at me and rolls her eyes when I walk up behind her. "I posted in my math group chat that I needed a ride. One of the TAs lives not too far from here and is giving me a ride." Her phone dings with a text, and she grabs a banana off the counter and heads for the door.
I decide to follow her to check out this teaching assistant for myself. Meredith rushes ahead and tries to get into the car without me following, but I walk around and knock on the driver's side window. When the driver turns my way, I blink several times and try to swallow around the lump in my throat. Chocolate brown hair surrounds a perfect heart-shaped face with tiny freckles dotting her nose and cheeks. Innocence shines brightly from this girl. Something about her sends an arrow straight through my heart. I knock on the window, and she rolls it down, smiling shyly at me. 
"You must be Meredith's brother. I'm Tori."
As she talks, my dick gets hard in my pants, and thoughts of dragging her out of the car and into the house run through my mind. I shake my head, trying to get control. What the fuck is going on? Her royal blue eyes widen questioningly, and I clear my throat and try to speak. "Reid Maxwell, nice to meet you." I hold out my hand, and when she places her palm against mine, electricity flows from our clasped hands all the way to my engorged cock, and I groan in the back of my throat.
My sister is looking at me like I've lost my mind, and I honestly think I may have finally cracked. "Reid, we are going to be late. Tori was nice enough to come to get me. I don't want her to be late because of me." Meredith's narrowed eyes snap me out of my lust coma somewhat, and I release Tori's hand.
"Tori, why don't you come over for dinner tonight so Meredith and I can thank you for giving her a ride?" I ask quickly before she has a chance to getaway.