Novels by Clarise Mofor

Sitting across Blake, Cece could feel his eyes wondering over her semi-exposed breasts. She had been harbouring feelings for him since he walked into her Maths class on that fateful first day of college. Two weeks into college in London had proved very challenging for a girl like Cece as she had to overcome certain difficulties to attend the prestigious Waterloo College. She had lost her purse that had her monthly bus pass and her weekly allowance, so evidently she had to walk from Battersea to Waterloo encountering the rain along Vauxhall Bridge. She had noticed a very familiar face in the bus looking at her but could not have imagined that it would be Blake Oakley, the hottest guy in her A level maths class. Unbeknown to Cece, Blake had bought a face towel at Boots and dashed it at her without taking his eyes off her ample chest. Looking at the towel that had just landed on her jeans, she saw the crumpled note -'Please cover up your chest, I am distracted. Use this to clean yourself up! My queen should not be soaking wet in class while learning Maths'. Cece chuckled at the words 'MY QUEEN'!!!! Needless to say, her heart skipped a beat. She lifted her eyes to look at Blake whom by now was attentively listening to the teacher.