The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor

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Ian’s POV

The restaurant was one of those high-end places that served food in portions too small to satisfy even a child. But I wasn’t here for the food. Neither was Jacob, Jenny, or Sophia. Tonight was about taking a break—pretending that the chaos of the vampire world, the constant danger we faced, and the stress of keeping secrets didn’t exist. Tonight, it was just the four of us, trying to be normal, whatever that meant.

I glanced across the table at Sophia, who was laughing at something Jenny had said. That laugh—her laugh—had the power to lift the weight off my shoulders, even if just for a moment. She caught me looking, and a smile spread across her face, her eyes twinkling in the dim candlelight. God, she was beautiful. She was everything.

“You’re staring again,” Jacob muttered next to me, his tone laced with amusement.

I smirked, not bothering to hide it. “Can you blame me?”

He rolled his eyes but didn’t push it. Instead, he turned his attention to Jenny, who was playfully nudging him with her elbow. It was strange, seeing him like this. Relaxed. Happy. They were good together, Jacob and Jenny. She softened him in ways I never thought possible.

“What are you two whispering about over there?” Jenny asked, narrowing her eyes at us suspiciously.

“Nothing,” Jacob replied innocently, though his smirk betrayed him.

Sophia leaned in closer to me, resting her hand on my knee under the table. “They’re plotting something,” she whispered, a grin tugging at her lips.

“Probably,” I murmured, covering her hand with mine. “But whatever it is, I’m sure we’ll handle it.”

Jenny arched an eyebrow. “I don’t trust you two for a second.”

“You shouldn’t,” Jacob said, flashing her that grin of his that usually got him out of trouble. “We’re notorious troublemakers, remember?”

Jenny shook her head, though she couldn’t hide her smile. “That you are.”

I leaned back in my chair, enjoying the ease of the moment. It wasn’t often that we got to just… exist like this. No Council breathing down my neck, no vampire hunters lurking in the shadows, no ancient lineage hanging over our heads. It was rare, and I intended to make the most of it.

The waiter appeared then, delivering our drinks—wine for the ladies, whiskey for Jacob and me. I took a sip, savoring the burn as it slid down my throat. The alcohol didn’t affect me much, but the taste was enough to remind me of simpler times. Times when things were less complicated.

“Alright,” Jenny said, her eyes bright as she looked around the table. “I think it’s time for some fun.”

Jacob groaned. “What kind of fun?”

“The kind where we ask ridiculous questions and learn embarrassing things about each other,” she replied, her grin widening.

“Oh, this should be good,” Sophia said, laughing softly as she settled back into her chair, her hand still resting on my knee.

I raised an eyebrow. “Embarrassing how?”

Jenny shrugged. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

Jacob sighed, but I could see the amusement in his eyes. “Fine. What’s the first question?”

Jenny tapped her chin, pretending to think. “Alright. If you could have dinner with any three people—dead or alive—who would they be?”

Jacob snorted. “That’s easy. Alexander the Great, Julius Caesar, and Napoleon.”