Unpredictable

Amelie Chantelle

The next day, after my Psychology lecture was over, I found myself automatically heading to the library while silently buzzing with excitement. At the last turn, I decided against showing up on time and instead headed to the nearest cafe to grab an iced coffee and two blueberry scones. At around 12:45 pm, I made it to the library and found Ezra waiting for me with his legs spread
and his elbows on his knees leaning forward and holding an apple juice.But that's not what caught my eye. He was sitting in my seat.How did he know I only sat there? I chose to ignore the rising anticipation bubbling inside me and plopped down in the seat across the table from him.

"You're late sweetheart. I suppose it's fine because you did buy me a scone." He said as he swiftly grabbed my scone and bit it.

"hey that's  min-"

"Ah ah ah shh this is a library. You're too loud Amelie. How can we occupy that mouth of yours huh?" He asked while his eyes were silently assessing me from head to toe and back up again. I was wearing light wash skinny jeans that clung to my legs and were soaked due to the heavy rain outside, a deep v cut beige sweater, and my white slip on vans. I had a few ideas and he must have seen it in my eyes because his jaw suddenly clenched and his eyes flared.

Before he could say anything else, I began unpacking and when I noticed he was just sitting there looking smug. I frowned.

"Can we get to the tutoring part of this session so I can leave? I asked, feeling more irritated by the second.

"Yes ma'am." He replied sounding amused.

"Let me see how far you are so I can see how far we can get"

"I'm sure we can get very far.I guess that all depends on you work ethic. If you prefer fast, intense, study sessions or slow, satisfying ones...."

I had a feeling he was referring to more than just our tutoring session but I wasn't going to indulge in his mind games. He handed me his laptop and what I was met with caused my eyes to momentarily bulge. His lock screen was his chest, all chiseled with a couple tattoos that I had never seen before. He was wet. His chest was dripping with water that trailed down to the V on his hips and landed in his waistband. I audibly swallowed which caused him to simper. I logged into his progress and was pleased to find him relatively on track. I passed his laptop back to him and he straightened in his chair looking too enthusiastic to be studying Psychology.

"Long onto module 4.8 and I'm gonna quiz you to see how much you know" I clarified while logging onto my own account and grabbing my flashcards.

"Do I get a reward?"

"What do you want?" I asked half annoyed, half intrigued.

"A kiss" He answered casually as if he didn't just cause a warm feeling to blossom in my stomach

"I'm not kissing you" I said but it almost sounded like a plea.

"It can be on the cheek if you want but fair warning my lips are magical" He claimed sounding all too vain.

"Fine whatever just start" I muttered while pulling up the questions and their answers.

"After you gorgeous" He replied with a newfound motive that spurred determination in him.

" Who founded Psychoanalysis?"

" Sigmund Freud" He retorted instantly as easily as breathing.

" Who's referred to as the father of Psychology?"

"William James"

"Who introduced the theory of behaviorism to Psychology?"

" John B. Watson"

"Who was one of the first woman to get involved in Psychology and became president of-"

"Mary Whiton Calkins"

He looked like he could go on forever but students started pouring into the library which meant I had to head to my next class soon.

"You did good. I don't understand why you need me"

"I told you, maybe I just want to hang out with you."

"Sure whatever see you Monday" I muttered after packing up and throwing the rest of my iced coffee away. I was about to turn and leave when he said "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"Uh no?"

He crooked his finger indicating for me to come back and not surprisingly I obeyed. Once I stood in front of him, he tapped his cheek twice and bent so it was directly in front of my lips. He had smooth skin with little to no stubble but I could smell his after shave and it was making me crazy.

When I was only an inch away from his cheek, he turned at the last second replacing his cheek with his butter soft lips. It was brief but ignited sparks all over my body to the tips of my fingers and toes. He tasted like apple juice and blueberries and I realized then just how dangerous he was.

"There. Perfect. Now you can go" His hands left my jaw and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear before he left another infuriating kiss on my cheek.

"See you soon my precious" He whispered right in my ear causing goosebumps to rise in his wake. 

All throughout the rest of the day I tried to ignore the butterflies swarming my stomach and the thoughts clouding my mind but failed. Ezra truly was magical.