“He never was in any of my classes, and I’m not his advisor. And if he’s saying I seduced and abandoned him…Listen, you know me. I don’t seduce anyone.” He pushed thoughts of his best friend out of his mind. “I lay it on the line: one night, and one night only.”
And it hadn’t even been the entire night. He wouldn’t admit to Dean Blake that he’d no sooner said “yes” to Hamilton than he’d started having second thoughts. There had been something in the undergrad’s gaze…Tom had had enough sense not to take him home, however. They’d gone to a motel that rented rooms by the hour, and that hour was all Tom gave him.
“You’re just lucky you have tenure, Weber, otherwise these allegations would have you out on your ass.”
Talk about melodramatic.
James had been listening, tearing apart his roll. “You should know, Dean Blake, that Hamilton had been placing bets that he could seduce Tom, and that he’dbe the one walking away.”