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My research trip to do list: study ruins, take notes. Try not to drool over my insanely hot professor.
Then Professor Vale and I stumble on an ancient altar in the forest.
There’s chanting.
There’s glowing.
There’s… accidental marriage. It's magical and apparently legally binding according to local laws.
Yep. We’re bonded. Spiritually, magically, and, um. Very, very intimately.
Now we can’t stop thinking about each other.
Or touching each other. Or sneaking off into the forest to “research” each other under the stars.
It’s fine. Everything’s fine. Except he keeps calling me sweetheart in that deep professor voice, and apparently, the soul-bond really, really likes it when I call him Daddy.
And so does he.
Accidentally Marrying the Professor is a spicy instalove novella with ancient magic, zero angst, a geek in the streets/freak in the sheets professor, one sweet grad student, and a magical marriage that insists on being consummated, over and over again.