Forbidden Heat

Don�t Pet the Teacher They call us the Firework Girls. I�m Isabella. My comfort zone consists of a bank of test tubes and a Bunsen burner. But having to take a philosophy class to graduate from college�well, that�s causing a different kind of burn altogether. I mean, the hottest professor at Hartman is looking right at me. Can you blame me for looking back? Forbidden Heat Excerpt: While listening to Jack�s story, I take another sip. Over the rim of my raised glass, just down the hall, I see Shane Brooks watching me. And he�s alone. He doesn�t seem to know I�ve spotted him, for his eyes are traveling down the length of my body, wrapped in form-fitting velvet, and back up again. He looks hungry, and slightly stunned. I slowly lower my glass, granting him full view of my cleavage, which he lingers on for a moment before finally, slowly, meeting my eyes. This time neither one of us look away. One heartbeat. Two. I lose count as the moment lingers on. �Ah!� Jack says suddenly, snapping me out of my trance. �Here comes our brigade.� I glance toward the Ladies room exit to see Chloe and Ashley emerge. Jack offers me his arm and I take it automatically, my eyes darting back to Professor Brooks, who�s still watching me. A soft ding sounds through the hall, indicating we have only two minutes remaining of the intermission. �Fair ladies,� Jack says, putting on a grand persona, �may I escort you back to your seats?� �Only if I can have the rest of your champagne,� Sam says, taking Jack�s glass and downing it. He smiles easily, leading us away. Still gripping Jack�s arm, I glance back over my shoulder. Shane Brooks is watching my every move. Firework Girls Series Reading Order: Forbidden Heat (Isabella and Shane) Midnight Heat (Chloe and Grayson) Eternal Heat (Ashley and Erik) Nuclear Heat (Sam and Jack) Author's note: Each Firework Girls book is a full-length novel. Due to strong language and sexual content, these books are not intended for readers under the age of 18. **