The Harvard Romance

Part Six - Date Night

Mr. Sawyer, I mean James, picked me up in his red Corvette. I had never gotten in any car like this before and was very impressed.

"Hi,"I said. He had gotten out and opened the door for me. I was a wearing a jean skirt and a black crop top.

"Hi, Sydney." He said and didn't make eye contact. Maybe this was a bad idea.

"Where do you want to go?"

"I got reservations at the Italian restaurant down the street."

"Oh I love Italian."

He looked at me and smiled. I got in the car and he closed the door. He walked around to his side and got in.

James was wearing dress pants, with a buttoned down grey shirt and it was actually tucked in for once. He smelled amazing. Like Old Spice. His hair was slicked back with gel and he was, unfortunately cleaned shaven. I always loved it when he didn't shave for a couple days back in high school.

We didn't say much on the ride to the restaurant or during the wait for our table. When we finally sat down our waiter came right over and we ordered drinks.  And then it was quiet again.

"So, James, how was the rest of your day?"
I asked making small talk.

"It was fine," and he looked down at the menu.

Is he really going to make me do all the talking even after he knows how much I hate it? I stared at him willing him to look up but he didn't. I cleared me throat and he finally looked up and saw I was glaring.

He smiled at me, the nerve of him. "Yes?"

"I...you are being quiet." I said loosing my nerve.

"I am" he said matter of factly.

"Why?" I asked a little more forcefully.

He sighed and put the menu down. "Because I am not sure what to say to you yet. Or what we are actually doing. I was so in the wrong earlier. You may not be my student anymore but that doesn't mean it's right of me to want you the way I do. And the way I did back then. I am not that type of person."

"You liked me back then?" That's all I could fixate on and I loved hearing that.

He shook his head. "Yeah and it was completely wrong.  You drove me nuts. And the one time you came into my office, and I saw..."
He stopped and took a sip of his water. "Never mind that's not important. This is wrong Sydney. I know your not underage anymore but your still a kid. You need to be dating guys your age. Trust me, they want to date you."

"I don't want to date them. They are so immature...and wait what did you mean about that one time in your office? What did you see?" I think I knew what he was talking about but I wasn't sure.

"I swore then I wouldn't say anything and I won't now."

"You saw what I wrote didn't you?" I blurted not able to handle the suspense anymore after all these years.

His eyes widened and but then his brows furrowed and he looked at me with such desire in his eyes it took my breath away. "Yes. And I can't not say what you wrote made me almost make the worst mistake in my life. I wanted to give you what you wrote in your notebook."