Sexual attraction can't be ignored (Teacher/student JDM FanFic)

Chapter 36

***********Jeffrey's POV*************

After the bath we lounged on the sofa watching TV. Neither of us really paying attention to what was on.

"That bath was like a little piece of heaven," Grace sighed, her fingers drawing circles on my hand.

"I couldn't agree more" I chuckled

"Are you hungry?" she asked, a clear indication that she was ready for food. 

"I could eat" I told her "What do you fancy?"

"You mean apart from you?" she teased "I don't know"

"Take out?" I asked

"You mean Jeffrey Dean the culinary master has not planned a meal for me?" she mocked offence

"Darling I managed to furnish and decorate a whole flat in one morning, grocery shopping was not top of my priorities" I chuckled, knowing she was joking. "But I'll let you choose which take out"

"So chivalrous" she giggled "But you know we actually hate having to make decisions"

"We?" I asked confused,

"Women" she corrected "I don't want to pick a take out incase it's not the one you want"

"Wow" I groaned "Is that really how the female brain works?"

"mmm hmm" she confirmed 

"So chinese?" I asked, she pulled a face "for fuck sake" I chuckled "you just said you didn't want to choose" she belly laughed at my reaction, man I loved that sound. 

"Pizza?" she suggested

"I give up" I groaned, but she took that as confirmation and began googling local pizza deliveries.

Since seeing the advert for this flat I'd barely had time to stop and think. But I was so glad I'd managed to pull it off so quickly. Just being able to enjoy each others company without worrying about being caught made it all worth it. 

With the pizza ordered, we continued our lazy evening on the sofa. The TV droned on in the background, but our attention was solely on each other. Grace nestled against my side, and I couldn't help but marvel at the simplicity of this moment, a stark contrast to the complexities that awaited us outside these walls.

As the doorbell rang, signalling the arrival of our pizza, Grace rushed to collect the food. The enjoyment she got from the box of greasy food made me chuckle. 

"Am I ever going to compete with the enjoyment you get from Pizza?" I joked

"Well Pizza never tells me to stop when I want more pleasure" she teased, 

"Very Funny" I groaned, shaking my head "I just don't want you to think I rented a flat so that I could get in your pants" 

"I know you didn't" she smiled "and the fact you are trying so hard to show restraint and demonstrate that you want me for more than sex makes it even harder to control myself around you"

"That's unfortunate" I beamed, 

"But first pizza" she grinned, and we tucked into our meal.

After enjoying the pizza, Grace and I decided to watch a movie. We snuggled under blankets on the sofa and picked a film we both liked.

When the movie ended, we figured it was time for bed. We went to the bedroom, dimmed the lights, and got ready to sleep.

Climbing into bed, I pulled Grace close. In the soft light, we had a quiet moment. I gently brushed her hair, feeling a sense of calm. "I'm grateful for this time with you, away from all the chaos," I whispered.

Grace's smile mirrored my sentiments. "It's special, having a space just for us."

I gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, and we settled into bed, finding comfort in each other. The night was quiet, with distant city sounds.

As we lay there, I spoke softly, "Grace, I know things have been complicated, but being here with you feels right. I care about you more than words can say."

She looked at me in the dim light, "Jeffrey, I feel the same way. Despite the challenges, being with you makes everything feel worth it."

A warm smile crossed my face. "Let's focus on us and take each day as it comes."

After a little more pillow talk we fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.

Over the weekend, Grace and I enjoyed being together in the cosy flat. We laughed, kissed, and shared simple moments without worrying about what others might think. We cooked together, discovered each other's favourite music, and just enjoyed each other's company.

In the quiet times, as we explored the different rooms, I couldn't help but appreciate how the atmosphere reflected our growing connection. Every part of the flat seemed to hold a special memory, filled with our laughter and quiet talks.

The weekend was a break from our usual busy lives, a chance for just Grace and me. As Sunday evening approached and we had to face the outside world again, we lingered a bit longer in the comforting space. Our hearts were both grateful and a bit sad, knowing we had to go back to our regular routines and deal with the challenges waiting for us.

Closing the door behind us, we left the flat, taking the memories of our private weekend retreat with us. Stepping back into our busy lives, we carried the understanding that, no matter what difficulties we faced, we had this special place—a place where our connection could grow amidst everything else.

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