Valentine is undeniably the sexiest professor in the law school. Heck, he’s the sexiest professor on campus! Not a strand of his windblown hair is out of place. His eyes are brown and intense. He looks like a hunky character in a popular daytime soap opera or something. All the girls want him, and the fact that he’s a widower makes them want him even more. But unlike the rest of the lust-stricken puppies, I understand that he’s way out of my league. But when we become kindred souls in our grief, will we end up crossing that uncrossable line?