Big love abroad

I was finally fulfilling my life-long dream of studying at Oxford University in England. I had a thesis. I had an apartment. The one thing I didn't have was time for a man. Especially not one as sexy and intriguing and distracting as Ian Stirling. Okay, I mean, maybe I did have a little time for a man. After all, it's not every day a ripped British sex-god sweeps you off your feet and does dirty, delicious things to you. Again and again. And a...