We walked silently over to his car. I couldn't take the silence anymore. I really also couldn't take being left out of the loop. Something was wrong. Why would his sister be so concerned about me? Why did she assume I was pregnant? Am I fat or something?
"Are you ok? You’re a little silent back there." he said turning around, giving a small smile to me.
"Actually I'm not ok. Why is your sister so mad at me? What did I do wrong? Do I look pregnant?" I ask
He sighs, and opens the car door for me. I get in and then shortly after he does too.
"First off, you did nothing wrong. Second, I guess I should have told you that since I'm the youngest boy my sisters are very over protective of me and like to always know every detail of my life. They like to watch out for me. She just wanted to know if there was a specific reason I am 'dating' you and not this girl she tried hooking me up with a while ago. She wants to know why you’re so special." he says. He leans in, " and no you don’t look pregnant you look beautiful tonight." he says.
I feel relieved. Like a huge load has been lifted off my shoulders. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding in.
"Thank goodness it wasn't anything I did. Honestly you owe me big time for what I did for you tonight. First I helped this lost little boy find his mom, dealt with your annoying friend and him groping me, then worst of all you sister harassing me and calling me a pregnant fairy!" I said feeling the anger boil up inside of Me. I took a deep breath and tried to relax.
"Hey I know. I'm also very grateful for what you did for me. I will do anything to help make this up for you ok. And pregnant fairy?" he says putting a hand on my knee. He looks at me and smiles. "We’re home" he says.
I look straight. "And forget I said anything about fairies. How did you know I lived here?" I asked, but he was already out of the car.
"Hey!! I'm talking to you!" I yell, following him to my door.
"So how long have you lived here?" he asked, avoiding my question.
"I asked you how you knew I lived here?” repeating the question.
"Are you going to open the door and let me in or should I go home now?" he asks looking at me with those beautiful eyes.
I drop the subject and let him in.
The house is dark so I turn on all the lights and close and lock the door behind us.
Trying to be a great host I decide to offer him a drink.
"Yeah some wine would be great” he says, walking towards my living room filled with boxes. He opens one. It’s the box filled with spare blankets and pillows for the guest room.
"You know most people ask for water or juice. Though I'll see what I can find." I say wandering off towards the kitchen. I search for a while but finally find the box with the alcohol. I pull out the best red wine and grab two glasses. I bring them into the living room and set them down on the blanket he had spread on the floor. I take off my shoes and sit with him.
"This is one of my favorites." he says grabbing the bottle. He grabs a glass and fills one up for me and him.
"So I'm guessing you haven't lived here long then huh?" I shake my head. "Well it’s a beautiful home." he tells me.
"Thanks. I think it’s a beautiful home too." I finish my glass and hold it out to him. He grins and then pours another glass for me.
"You know if someone were to walk in on us right now it would look like a romantic date. With the blanket on the floor and the red wine and us all dressed up." I say gulping down more of the wine. What was wrong with me?
"Well maybe it can be. If you'd like it to be." he says smiling at me pouring another glass for him as well.
"Hey," I say finishing off the rest of mine and putting it in front of him again. He pours another. “Sure I mean it was your idea not mines." I say. Standing and walking to my room. He follows. At this point I'm too drunk to care.
"I don't think you’re well enough to drive home. You stay here tonight ok." I say taking of my jewelry and trying to undo my dress with great difficulty. He chuckles and does it for me.
"Thanks but I could've done that myself." I say throwing the dress on the ground. Wearing nothing, butt naked I half walked half stumbled over to my bed and laid down pulling the sheets over me. Mark just looked at me surprised.
I patted the space next to me. "No shoes no shirt no service. I just made this bed so no dirtiness in it sir" I say cuddling into the bed.
He takes off his shoes, shirt and pants and gets into the bed facing me. "Goodnight beautiful" he says.
"Shhhhh she's sleeping" I say and I doze off to sleep.
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The Teachers Assistant
VampireThis story isn't one of those teacher relationships were it's a teenage girl falling head over heals for her 25 year old teacher, oh no that's to traditional and overly written about. This story is about well, Eve a 22 year old 12th grade English te...
