Jessica doesn't trust men. Worse, she has a string of short relationships and runs away when things get too serious. Demons from her past resurface when she meets him, Angel Seth Saint, her new teacher with a burning look. And, even if the young wom...
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All I have to do now is to do the same: leave. I leave the university and walk in the void, without really knowing where I am going. I suspect that my legs are heading towards my workplace. But I am not sure. My mind is elsewhere. Is Seth that mad? He who offers me a smile in all circumstances? Damn, I've screwed up big time. Not becoming his submissive is one thing, but I didn't need to offend him. He's not going to talk to me for months!
I thought I wouldn't mind. After all, I did everything I could to get him to leave me alone. But now that he has, I feel bad. I can't even enjoy the landscape and yet it's a beautiful day. It's warm and the birds are singing. It's the first time I've seen the sun for two days. It has rained so much that I have lost hope. It's a time to enjoy a cappuccino in a small café, or a milkshake while strolling through the narrow streets. I could spend hours admiring the old buildings. They give me a feeling of happiness. There is something warm about them that makes you smile.
I immediately felt at home when I arrived in Paris. I was not used to the capital. I had never been there before. But it stuck and now I can't imagine myself leaving. Even if it would be a good idea to get away from Seth. He'll eventually forgive you. I hope so, but if he doesn't, I'll learn to live with it. This relationship was already doomed. I wasn't going to submit, so he might as well be mad. At least I have an excuse now.
I smile again as I enter the bookstore. Working will take my mind off things. And there's no more risk that Mr. Pissed Off will show up during my shift. He needs to think of me for that. And right now, I'm probably the last person he wants to see. Good, it's mutual! I prefer to take refuge between the wooden shelves. If I'm going to be sad, I might as well be sad with a good book in my hand. But I don't feel like I have enough free time. Dani is drowning between the customers. Yet it's not the weekend yet. Especially on Saturday!
Saturday is the favorite day for romance lovers. They often come in such large groups that I get my hair in a knot. Far be it from me to judge but...the shy girl who gets the popular high school bad boy...I prefer the mobster who slams me up against the wall. The falsely dark gaze, the prominent veins, the eager half smile...I melt. Maybe Seth could do the same to me. I mean, when he's done pouting. Why am I excited all of a sudden? No, I don't have to think about him. He's mad, well so am I!
And I know exactly what I need to move on: good news. I wait for the horde of customers to calm down a bit and I approach Dani. He is immersed in a blue book. An encyclopedia on whales. Ok.... everyone has his own tastes. This guy is getting stranger and stranger every time I talk to him. But I like him. There's always a way to have a good time with him.
