It was around lunch time the next morning when Kristine received that sticky note posted at her desktop.
"Come and get your ID. Same room." Huh?? Who sent this?? Then she remembered. Her ID was still with Christian Davidson. Same room. She had eaten her lunch and set out to get her ID back. She went back to the room where she was supposed to interview him the day before. Just for a good measure, she knocked. Once, twice.. "Mr Davidson?? Can I come in??" she called outside.
"Come in."
She slowly turned the door knob. Then she saw him. He was sitting at the teachers chair and in the fits of laughter.
"What's funny?" Kristine demanded her hands on her hips.
"You. Knocking. Jesus. This is a classroom. You don't have to knock."
Does she need to remind him of what had happened when she decided to just barge in?? And really at the same room. She just knocked because she doesn't want to repeat the same mistake twice.
"Where's my ID??"
He shrugged. His fingers went to his temple next and started massaging. "I've got a nasty hangover. Come on massage my temples." He ordered.
Was the man also vying for the best in acting award? A while ago he was laughing and the next thing we know he got some stupid headache??
"You clearly have some crazy mixups. You should ask your girlfriend not me." She went to leave.
"She's at home doing our thesis." Chris answered.
How convenient for you, Kristine wanted to retort.
"That's not my problem anymore." She went to leave again.
"Kristine." He called her again watching her back. She clearly have a nice pair of long legs, Chris thought. He imagined them wrapped around him. Geez. Why was he having these thoughts lately.
She paused and gazed back. "What?? You returning my ID or I would just report it as lost??"
"You flunked on your last Algebra quiz. You wanna stay on the scholarship or what??"
She paled. Damn him. Quit messing with me already!. She went back to the teachers table and fished something in her pocket and gave it to him.
"What's this??" Chris asked her.
"It's an aspirin for your faked headache you moron!"
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The relationship contract
ChickLit"At least I did not lie the first time. I want you. In my bed. Warm and Wanton. No strings attached. I wont poked into your business and dont poke in mine. Do we have a deal??" Christian said seriously as if talking about some business deal. Kristin...
