The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor

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Ian’s POV

The late afternoon cast shadows along the road as Jacob and I pulled up to Jenny and Sophia’s house. There was a tension in the air, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what was causing it. Jacob had been unusually quiet on the drive over, and I could sense something on his mind, something he wasn’t ready to talk about. As for me, my thoughts were revolving all around Sophia. She had been on edge lately, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong.

We stepped out of the car, and Jacob hesitated for a moment before following me up the steps to the front door. I knocked twice, but before I could knock again, the door swung open to reveal Jenny, her eyes lighting up at the sight of Jacob.

“Hey,” she greeted us, her smile widening as she stepped aside to let us in. “I wasn’t expecting you both so soon.”

I nodded in acknowledgment, but before I could respond, Jacob stepped forward and, to my surprise, pulled Jenny into a kiss. It was no quick peck or hesitant gesture—this was open, affectionate, and full of emotion. The kind of kiss that says more than words ever could.

I watched as Jenny’s eyes fluttered shut, her hands coming up to rest against Jacob’s chest. When they finally broke apart, she was blushing furiously, but the smile on her face was unmistakable.

“Well, that’s new,” I commented, a smirk playing on my lips.

Jacob turned to me, his expression unapologetic. “It’s not exactly a secret anymore,” he said, his tone firm. “We’ve decided there’s no point in hiding it.”

Jenny bit her lip, looking between the two of us with an uncertain glance. “I was going to tell you, Ian, but… well, I guess you figured it out.”

I nodded, not at all surprised. I had seen the way they looked at each other, the was they pretended to hate each other even while they were fucking. It was only a matter of time before it became something more. “I’m glad you’re not hiding it,” I said sincerely. “You both deserve to be happy.”

Jenny smiled softly, reaching for Jacob’s hand. “Thanks, Ian.”

I gave her a reassuring nod, but my mind was already drifting back to Sophia. “Speaking of which, where’s Sophia? I haven’t heard from her today.”

Jenny frowned, glancing at her phone. “She texted me earlier saying she was going to your place, actually. I thought you two were meeting up.”

My heart skipped a beat, a sense of unease settling in my chest. “She’s not at my place,” I said slowly, the words heavy with dread. “I’ve been with Jacob all day.”

The color drained from Jenny’s face as she processed what I had just said. “What do you mean? She texted me, Ian. It was her number. She said she was going to see you.”

Jacob’s grip on Jenny’s hand tightened, and I could see the alarm spreading across his face. “Let me see the text,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended.

Jenny fumbled with her phone, pulling up the message and handing it to me. I scanned the text, my eyes narrowing as I read it. It was short, simple—something Sophia would say—but there was something off about it. Something that didn’t sit right with me.

“Are you sure this was from her?” I asked, my gaze flicking up to meet Jenny’s.

“I thought it was,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. “I mean, it was her phone. Why wouldn’t it be?”

A cold knot of fear tightened in my gut as I handed the phone back to her. “Because she’s not at my place,” I repeated. “And she wouldn’t have gone anywhere without telling me.”