The Hottie Next Door
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  • Reads 136,965
  • Votes 3,819
  • Parts 23
  • Time 2h 9m
Complete, First published Mar 08, 2015
[COMPLETED] Dancing around in my underwear to Taylor Swift seemed like the perfect way to unwind-until I spotted my new neighbor staring from across the street.

Did I mention he's ridiculously hot? Or that he saw everything?

It couldn't get more awkward... until I walked into school the next day and found out he's not just my neighbor-he's my teacher.

A hot teacher who knows exactly what my favorite bra looks like.

As if that's not bad enough, fate just had to throw in surprise sleepovers, his annoyingly protective streak, and an undeniable spark between us that I'm trying very hard to ignore.

Spoiler: I'm failing.

Highest Rankings:
#1 in Break
#1 in Parting
#2 in Marry 


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Bittersweet Chaos

36 parts Ongoing Mature

Perfect. Peaceful. That's how I would describe my life. So moving to a different state to be with my boyfriend while I finish my degree makes sense. Only, until it doesn't. My life is going great. I'm settling into my new home, establishing a routine with my boyfriend. Until I meet him. He's my professor. He's a complete asshole. For a while, I can't stand him. But then something changes. Soon I find myself looking forward to his class. I find myself questioning am I really happy or am I just used to this routine? This reliability? I find myself thinking about him when I shouldn't. I start feeling alive. They says there's a calm before the storm, well... I call it chaos. Because no one could prepare me for what I would find.