Engaged To My Professor

Chapter 20

***ANDREA'S POV***

I woke up the next morning to a comfortable and warm feeling, I slowly opened my eyes to see what it was only to see that I was wrapped up in Miss Saintclairs arms. She was still in a deep sleep must've been because of our activities last night tried her out, while she slept I found myself admiring her face she truly was gorgeous even more now that I know her true hair color and eye color.

I reached up and subconsciously moved a strand of her hair to the side out of her face.

I sighed, this can't happen again, the lines I put between us are becoming blurred and that's not a good thing for either of us.

This marriage is just on paper I don't want anything more. relationships, marriage it all causes problems, problems that I don't want to deal with I just want to get my company off the ground and quit this job as a professor.

Nothing more nothing less.

I looked around at the couch and floor also the table and was surprised to see that it was all clean. I looked over at a sleeping Miss Saintclair, she must've cleaned up before she went to sleep I glanced down at my belly. She wiped me as well I don't even feel that usual sticky feeling between my thighs like you normally would after a hot night together with someone.

As I was about to get up from the couch I saw the front door open and someone walk inside. That someone was Phoebe thankfully.

When she seen me she stopped dead in her tracks and her eyes went wide. I closed my eyes momentarily and shook my head before looking up at her "Don't-" I said but it was no use, "Well it looks like you had an eventful night" she said walking over to the couch and peaking over at Miss Saintclair who was still deep asleep but the covers weren't covering her her completely and showing a bit of her lower half, I cleared my throat and leaned over grabbing the sheets and pulling them over her covering her body completely before grabbing the robe that was hung on the back of the couch chair and pulling it on.

"Well damn my bad I didn't mean to look at your girl like that" said Phoebe with a chuckle. I rolled my eyes "She's not my girl" I said walking away from her and to the kitchen.

"Your right she's your wife who you just had sex with, tell me everything" she said as she followed me excitedly. "There's nothing to tell" I said "Nothing to tell?!, you literally told me that after that one night it would never happen again then I come in and see you both butt naked on the couch?!" She said making a good point.

I sighed and ran a hand down my face. "Ok your right but I really don't know what to say about this" I said.

Phoebe raised an eyebrow at me "Mmmhm sure" she said "I'm serious, I simply just let lust control me, it was a mistake" I said just then I looked up to see Miss Saintclair standing in the doorway in nothing but her sports bra and boxers.

"Ah another mistake huh" she said referring to what I had just told Phoebe.

Phoebe turned around, "I-" I said, but for some reason I was speechless as I looked at the look of hurt plastered all over Miss Saintclairs face.

"That's not what I- um" I said but couldn't find the words, "It's fine, I'm gonna go put some clothes on" she said in a saddened tone before walking away. Once she was gone Phoebe turned to look at me shaking her head. "What?" I asked "You can be pretty damn cold at times Drea" said Phoebe "I don't understand" I said "No one wants to hear that you regret the night you spent with them, it's mean" said Phoebe but the thing was I wasn't really even sure if I truly regretted it or not.

I sighed and walked over to the coffee machine and started brewing some coffee.

This is stressful and one of the many reasons why I don't want to get romantically involved with anyone.