It has been a week already since my first date with Aidan. We only met briefly since then when he insisted to drop me home from school because we were unable to meet due to his hectic work schedule and my classes. I have been working on my assignments. I already completed two and I have a third one to submit tomorrow. Hence, I have been cooped up in the library with Tasha who had already finished hers and is now helping Jake who started his only two days ago. Jake is intelligent but I found out that he is extremely lazy and an ace procrastinator.
"Okay. So, I have already completed the profitability, liquidity and efficiency analysis. I'll complete the conclusion at home. I have to go. I need to do some grocery shopping before going home." I groan as I collect my things.
My mother is on the night shift today and my house is devoid of food.
"Don't forget, you need to add the gearing ratio as well." Tasha reminds me.
"Oh yeah, thanks. I'll call you if I don't understand how to."
I shoot Tasha a pleading look. She just laughs, nodding, saying I'm welcomed to but she highly doubts I'll ask her. That is so not true. If there is one topic I hate with absolute vehemence, it is the gearing ratio.
"Girls, if you don't mind, I'm trying to work here." Jake hisses at us.
"Well, you should've-"
I stop abruptly as Jake glares at me, daring me to complete my sentence. I gulp and wish him all the best. Making my way to my car, I call Aidan. He picks up on the second ring.
"Hazel! Hi." He breathes.
A smile creeps in and I feel myself blushing. He does not even have to do anything.
"Hey! How are you? Much work?"
"I feel on top of the world now that I've heard your voice. You say."
I laugh. "I say cheesy line but thankfully, I am not lactose intolerant."
He does not say anything and then he burst out laughing. I bite my lip, smacking my forehead as I realise how my humour needs, ironically, a serious sense of upgrade.
"It's not funny." I grumble.
"No. It actually is. It needs work but you're getting there." He teases me.
I gasp. Recomposing myself, I almost purr the words,
"How do you think I can do better? I heard you're a great teacher. Maybe you could teach me, Sir?
"Hello? Aidan?" My voice is louder now as I hear only heavy breathing across the line.
"Fuck! I just thought of too many ways of teaching you."
I giggle as I hear his ragged breathing.
"Are you playing with me, Hazel?" I can hear the amused smirk on his lips.
"I wouldn't dream of it, Sir." My tone surprises me.
"God! I don't know how much more I can control myself." I hear him mutter.
I want to tell him to lose his control. I want him to make me lose all my restraints. I like him and the extent of it frightens me. I just don't know if I am rushing into things with him. It has been almost a month now since I met him. I am aware that I am subjecting our relationship to an unknown chronology. Is everything decided by time? Are we supposed to do every little thing according to a specific time frame? Aren't we supposed to do as we feel? Wait- Relationship? It's only one date, Hazel! Why don't you take out your wedding dress while you're on it? My conscience mocks me, dismissing the time-relationship concept I just told her.
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Werewolf"It's called running away Hazel! Don't try and justify what you did!" Aidan bellowed on the phone. I flinched, even though I was miles away from him. "You held me captive in the house! What did you expect me to do?" my voice quavered, giving away my...
