Mr. Vincenzo | 18+

thirty-two

e l o i s e

"Psst, Eloise."

I hummed.

"The professor is looking at you."

"Tell him I'm taken," I said and sighed. Vincenzo's sweet words resonated in my head and I smiled. My sweet, sweet boyfriend.

"The fuck, Ellie? You're sleeping in his class."

Despite the burning in my eyes, I opened them wide and sat up straight. Professor McCall was looking at me with hard eyes but decided to ignore me than disturb his class. He was forty-five-ish but looked like he was sixty. Not his fault. Not everyone can be as hot as my boyfriend.

I took that liberty to drop my head again on the desk and closed my eyes.

"Did you not sleep last night?" Aryanna asked in a hushed tone.

"Four or five hours."

"What were you even doing?"

I thought back to the pool, to Vincenzo, to his confession and I couldn't stop smiling. "I went on a date."

"Wasn't Vincent in New York?"

"He went back this morning."

Aryanna dropped her head on the desk beside me as well and raised her eyebrow. "Deets, girl. You couldn't be smiling like that for no reason."

Was I that obvious?

One thought and it felt like he was caressing my cheek again. I smiled wider. Maybe I was that obvious.

"Your best friend is now a girlfriend."

"No way!" Aryanna shouted and shot up. I grimaced.

Three minutes later, we were standing outside the class, watching Professor McCall continue his lecture through the window.

My lips pressed in a thin line as I looked at Aryanna. She placed her hands on her hips. "Don't look at me like that. Your boyfriend is the sole reason why we were kicked out twice. And you. First you laid with him and now you're in a relationship, and both times you tell me that Professor McCall's lecture?"

I shrugged. I was too happy to be upset over something like this.

"Find me a place to sleep now and I will forgive you," I said.

"Oh, fuck off."

"How about cafeteria?"

"Let's go to the library instead. The cafeteria is always busy and smells like something or the other."

"Sensetive to smells? Are you pregnant?"

"Yup. Mother Mary 2.0."

"Still first base?"

"You infinite base, what did you do?"

"Oh, we had sex so good. Have you at least gone oral?"

"I'm not having this conversation."

"All I am saying is tongue feels nice. You should try it."

Aryanna held my shoulders. "Girl, what has this Vincent done to you? Or were you always like this?"

I shrugged.

"It is this boy only, not before."

I shrugged again but I couldn't stop grinning. Definitely Vincenzo has brought out a side of me I didn't know, brought out passion I never thought I'd experience.

"Let's go to library and sleep. I'm, you know, sore," I joked.

"Ugh."

We found a corner in the library, the one that was at a comfortable distance from the AC outlet, not too cold, not too hot. I laid my head on the table and would have been out in a minute if Aryanna hadn't hit my head with her book.