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We looked at each other, and suddenly there were only the two of us... I didn't dare to look away from this man and it seemed like he felt the same...
The intense eye contact brings all the flashbacks of two nights ago back in my mind. My breath raggs a little when I remember his touch on my burning hot skin... his kisses. The way he made me feel.. The name ge have me...
Bellissima.
God, that nickname will haunt me. I want him to call me that again. But I need that thought out of my head just as fast as it got into it. Turns out pretty hard to stop thinking about him inside you when he's wearing those suit trousers and the white dress shirt that don't do a good job at hiding his muscles.
Our moments got interrupted when one person a few seats under us clears his throat, what leads us to break the intense eye contact.
"Good morning, everyone. My name is Keenan Romano and I will be your psychology professor for the rest of the semester. We'll go through the names before I tell a little about myself."
He looks so handsome as he walks to his desk and opens the files to where probably our list of names is.
"Trevor Jones?" He starts and Trevor answers him with a 'yup' as Keenan continues. "Willow Ruiz?" "Here!" She says a little too loud. "Melanie Reid?" He continues calling out the names of others until...
".......Gianna Travino?" Should I even answer him? He knows exactly that I'm here. "Gianna Travino?" He repeats. So I answer him with "I'm here."
He once again looks up to me for a moment before he continued. I didn't know it was possible to feel like elephants are stomping in your stomach... but those aren't butterflies anymore when he looks at me...
"This is bad.." I mumble to myself as I see Willow looking over to me. "Are you okay?" She asks me quietly, probably trying to avoid Trevor hearing us. "Yeah. I'm fine..."
I'm not fine at all. This is going to be so awkward. Him being my teacher while the only thing I can think about is ripping the mans clothes off.
How will this semester with him as my professor go? Oh god, I don't even want to think about that. Keenan finished the list and then moved in front of the desk to lean his body against it, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Then let's get this started... My name is Keenan Romano. I teached psycology in other universities of New York and am now here... and that's pretty much all I have to say about myself to be honest."
And in this moment.. I saw something I wish I wouldn't have... there's a ring on his left ring finger. Oh god. Has it been there when we spent the night together?
It doesn't have to mean anything.. he has more rings on his fingers. But this one looks really much like a wedding ring.
Dakota was her name I think raised her hands and waited for him to answer her. "Yes, Mrs. Allister?" He asked her.
"Do you have a partner? Girlfriend, wife? Kids?" Keenan hesitates for a moment... why is he hesitating? Then he looks up at me and answers her. "No. None of that." As he still looks at me.
Oh thank god.
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The two hour classes with him thankfully went by fast and I have to give it to him,- he knows what he is talking about when it comes to his job. When it comes to psychology.
"Before you leave... I want all of you to write a text that tells why you chose to study psychology. What's special about it for you. What it means to you. What you want from it in your future. What makes you passionate about it. A thousand words is the minimum. Until Wednesday. That's it. Have a nice day."
The bell rings and the class is empty in under a minute. Willow, Trevor and I were walking down the stairs to our next class when we walked by him. I felt him looking at me snd it took everything in me to not look back at him.
But I just couldn't... I can't look away from this man. Seems like he can't look away from me either.
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It's our lunch break right now. Willow, Trevor and I are sitting on our usual table and talk. Well. Willow and Trevor talk while my thoughts are with him.
"I mean what happened to this school? The new english teacher? Mr. Miller? He is one good piece of ass." Willow tells me as if I haven't seen him myself. Blonde. Not my type. "Yeah. And you probably forgot how he told us about his daughter and his girlfriend, Will."
She just rolls her eyes at me and bites in her sliced carrot. "I don't think any of them are as good looking as I am." Trevor tells us while he trows an arm around my shoulder and pulling me close to him.
Looking around in the big room, I find Mr. Miller and Keenan stand in a corner. Miller tries to show him something on his phone while his attention is all mine.
His jaw clenches so hard it almost looks painful when he watches the arm around me. He seems to be jealous. So I look away. I like this...
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Who is this? Is he her boyfriend? If yes, she has really poor taste in men. That guy looks like he broke out of elementary school.
The woman looks at me... keeps eye contact. And then. She smirks before looking away from me. God she is fucking driving me crazy.
"That her?" Aiden asks me. I only respond with a nod and then look at him. "She's pretty quiet. Doesn't talk much. Avoids attention. In mh class at least." He says.
God, Aiden if you knew... Meet this woman in the right time and you'll soon realize that as soon as it's just the two of you, she's everything but quiet...
