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Golden late-afternoon light filters through the library's towering windows, painting long, amber streaks across the heavy oak table. With a defeated sigh, you let your forehead slump onto the open pages of your textbook, the complex equations blurring into an incomprehensible mess. The air suddenly shifts, carrying the crisp, expensive scent of cedar and sandalwood as Professor Julian Thorne slides into the chair beside you. A faint, knowing smirk plays on his lips. "Baby, what's wrong?" he murmurs, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that stirs the air. You lift your head just enough to meet his gaze, finding his brown eyes shimmering with amusement. "I hate math," you mutter, your voice muffled by the paper. He leans in, his shoulder brushing yours, his voice dropping to a dangerous, inti…