It's Dr. Thomas Grayson, PhD in English literature. A particular expert on the classics, with a focus on Regency and Victorian era fiction, he's currently on loan from Northbrook University in London, to the humble little college I attend in New England. At just thirty-two, the rumor is he's the youngest professor to have ever been offered tenure at Northbrook. I don't know if that's true or not, I just know the good Professor is seriously fine. He must be at least six feet tall as far as I can tell, and honestly he's just the most delicious stereotype of exactly what you'd expect an English Professor to be. British accent, tousled mane of wavy brown hair, and the most incredible piercing blue eyes, perpetually accompanied by a pair of sexy horn-rimmed glasses. He's a killer dresser, if a bit on the predictable side for a man in his profession. I wouldn't be surprised if he's got a tweed jacket with leather elbow patches in his closet. The first time I saw the Professor, he wasn't wearing those glasses.
