Chapter 4 - Mr. Slutty Professor

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"We met at the end of the world, and sat hand in hand as the stars went out."

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One week later...

Lilly's POV

If you've ever wondered what would it be like to have slept with one of your professors, I'll tell you; awkward. So damn awkward.

He's like everywhere on campus. I only wonder, how come I never noticed him before?

I leave one class to find him entering it. I run through the lobby to catch one of my courses only to have him leaving his office and almost bumping into him and right into his hard rock abs. See, told ya, awkward, very awkward to know by heart how one of your professors looks like naked.

Not cool, not cool at all.

I've never been so stressed my whole life as I have been through the past week.

I feel like I have to watch each step I take, just so I don't have to come face to face with him again, because every time we cross paths, I either smile politely and nervously to which he returns with a curt nod, pulling on the whole professional act as if he didn't push his thing down my thing in his office just a couple of days ago.

Oh wow, I really need to control my thoughts.

I let out a frustrated breath, totally annoyed at everything as I pushed down the door of the on-campus coffee shop and walked in. My morning class was canceled at the last moment and I have another lecture in two hours, so the best thing to do is get a large cup of coffee to both wake-up and calm my raging brain a bit.

I groaned as I noticed the very long line waiting ahead of me, but my father didn't raise a quitter, so I am not giving up, I am getting my coffee no matter what.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, I pulled it out to see Louis's name flash across the screen. We exchanged numbers when he dropped me off, so I hit the answer button, a bit taken aback by his call at this time of the morning, "Hello," I said.

"Morning little one," He said and I sighed, "Stop calling me that!"

"Well, you are the little one," He said as a matter of fact, "Anyways, we'll be heading to the resort tonight, at like eight pm, is it suitable for you?"

At his words, I facepalmed, I totally forgot that today is Friday and I had already agreed to this, "The place is about a two hours-ish drive away, so instead of going separately, Joe, Stacy and I will go in the same car and Christian can pick you up, cause you two live closer, alright?"

"Is it at all possible for me to back away from this plan?" I asked, silently begging, and feeling hesitant toward the whole situation.

"Nope, not a chance," He said and I let out a fake-cry, "Then, how about I drive there by myself?" How can I handle a two hours drive with him, all alone? No way.

"It would be late, and I am not sure you know the roads very well, it's better if Christian takes you," He added and I heard some other people's voices from beside him, "Okay little one, look, I've got to go now, I'll send your number to Christian, you two fight over this," He said and I facepalmed once again, "Bye," he said and I hung up.

"Great, just great," I sarcastically mumbled under my breath, "Christian can take you," I mockingly added, imitating Louis's voice and the accent, "I gave your number to Christian," I added, "Christian this, Christian that," I continued as I pushed my phone angrily back into my pocket, "Fucking Christian!"

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