The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor

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Ian’s POV

We had barely been back in Sophia and Jenny’s for a few hours when the knock on the door came. Sophia was resting, her head on my shoulder, and Jenny was talking to Jacob in the kitchen. The knock was loud enough to make us all pause.

“Who could that be?” Sophia whispered, sitting up slightly, a crease forming between her brows.

I had a bad feeling immediately. Call it vampire instinct, but something told me this knock wasn’t just a neighbor or delivery. The way it echoed through the apartment felt ominous. Jenny glanced at me and Jacob, her face betraying her unease, and I noticed Jacob tense as well.

Sophia got up and moved toward the door, but I could already sense who it was.

“Wait,” I said softly, reaching for her hand, “let me—”

Too late. She swung the door open, and there, standing awkwardly in the front of the house, were her parents.

“Sophia!” her mother, Mrs. Anderson, exclaimed, wrapping her arms around her daughter before she could even react. Her father stood behind her, arms crossed, his eyes full of concern.

“Mom, Dad?” Sophia sounded completely thrown off, which wasn’t surprising. We hadn’t exactly planned for this. In fact, we had been hoping for some more time—time to figure out how to ease her family into everything that had happened.

“You haven’t called in weeks!” her mother’s voice was a mix of worry and relief. “We were so worried something had happened. Are you okay?”

Sophia quickly glanced over her shoulder at me, panic briefly flashing across her face. “I’m fine. I’m—everything’s fine. Sorry for not calling.” She stepped aside to let them in.

This was going to be… interesting.

Her parents shuffled into the living room, looking around at the apartment, their eyes landing on me and Jacob. I saw the brief flash of recognition in Mrs. Anderson’s eyes as she spotted Jenny.

“Jenny!” she smiled warmly, crossing over to give her a hug. “It’s been so long! We are practically, like, your second parents and now we’ve not heard from you in a while.”

Jenny smiled nervously, hugging her back. “Yeah, it’s been a while. I’m so sorry. Good to see you, Mrs. Anderson.”

I stood there awkwardly, knowing the moment of introduction was coming, and mentally bracing myself for it. Sophia gave me an apologetic look before she turned back to her parents.

“Mom, Dad, this is Ian,” she said, her voice wavering only slightly. “He’s… my boyfriend.”

Her father’s brows shot up, his gaze immediately locking onto mine. It wasn’t hostile, but it was definitely suspicious. He was protective, that much was clear.

“It’s nice to meet you, Ian,” her mother said, though her eyes were scanning me up and down like she was trying to figure out who I was and whether I was good enough for her daughter.

I forced a polite smile, extending my hand to shake theirs. “Nice to meet you both,” I said. I could feel Jacob watching from behind me, ready to jump in if things got weird. “Sophia’s told me a lot about you.”

Her father grunted in response, his handshake firm. He wasn’t the talkative type, I could tell, and the silence that followed was loaded.

“And you are?” Mrs. Anderson asked, turning toward Jacob.

“Jacob,” he said, stepping forward with an easy grin, the kind he always used when trying to appear friendly and non-threatening. “I’m Ian’s brother and Jenny’s… boyfriend.”