The Baby Project
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  • Parts 9
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  • Reads 45,165
  • Votes 980
  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 57m
Ongoing, First published May 31, 2013
"Grace Winters," I paused as I heard the teacher call my name, and waited impatiently for her to pull another card out of the bag. "And Liam Rider." I watched as his face turned, his blue eyes finally connecting with mine. Standing up, he sauntered over to my spot at the front of the class, and sat in the seat opposite me. Running his hand slowly through his jet black hair, he smirked and leaned close to my ear. His breath was hot on my neck and his husky voice sent shivers down my spine.

"Let's make a baby."
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(Book 1)I Have Chemistry With My Tutor

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(COMPLETE. SEQUEL COMING SOON) "But Chemistry is so confusing." I complained. "Not very." Séamus leaned over my textbook and whispered the third passage, his lips brushing my earlobe making me blush scarlet red. I normally don't get this nervous around guys. 'All chemical reactions are accompanied by a change in energy. Some reactions release energy to their surroundings (usually in the form of heat) and are called exothermic. For example, sodium and chlorine react so violently that flames can be seen while the exothermic reaction gives off heat.' With my breath in my throat, I blush deeper and avoid his gaze. I find that hard to do anymore when I feel his rough knuckles brush my left cheek. "You're having an exothermic reaction, Andrea." His deep voice vibrated pleasantly against the side of my neck. My morals told me to resist but something else told me not to... ... Andrea always thought highly of herself. She's the image of perfection in Lumberton High. She's rich, has classy friends, is the top jock in softball and dance, was voted last homecoming queen, and has straight As. Except chemistry. Now she has to hire a tutor or she will have to endure summer school for the credit. 'There are many reasons not to be with him. He's a womanizer, my chemistry tutor, and... he's supposed to be dead.'