Tame Me (student/teacher)

Chapter 32

Nat's POV:

"I'm sorry," I mumbled an apology out.

"It's alright I understand. It's a big step and I moved too fast. I apologize for that," Travis said sweetly, cupping my face with his hands.

He doesn't get it, that has nothing to do with the reason I rejected his offer. In fact, it's far from it. I'd love nothing more than to move in with him.

"No, that's not why at all," I said, looking up at him, I grabbed his hand from my face and intertwined our fingers.

"Actually the thought of moving in with you is kind of exciting. I just don't think I'll be around for it," I said sheepishly. This is the time to tell him about school in Orlando. I can't back out now.

"What do you mean?" he asked, concern in his voice. "You're not moving to Mexico are you? I thought you decided to stay?"

The worried look on his face brought a smile to mine; he must care for me if he's that worried I'd leave him. The thought alone makes me giddy.

"No, I'm staying here. I just won't be in town." I paused briefly and continued. "I'm going to school in Orlando, well if I get accepted that is."

Travis made no attempt to speak, all he did was stare at me with a huge ass grin on his face.

After about two flipping minutes of his creepy smile not going away I got worried. My eyebrows creased and confusion etched my face the longer he just looked at me not moving.

"Hello, earth to Travis," I said waving a hand over his face. "Are you alright, hun?"

"Just peachy my dear," was his response. The confusion not leaving my face. What the hell is wrong with this psycho?

"Alright, why the heck are you starting at me like that, you creep?" I asked skeptically. I can't shake the feeling that he's up to something.

"Move in with me?" he finally responds. The stupid grin still plastered on his handsome face.

Is this guy for real?

"I just told you I can't," I said, getting aggravated. Why isn't he taking me seriously? What the heck.

"Just say yes!"

Getting annoyed at his lack of seriousness I got up from the stool and went to the couch. Sitting down, I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at Travis.

"Once you are ready to be serious, I'll be here," I said getting comfortable on the couch.

"I'm being completely serious, Nat. Just say you'll move in with me," he said, coming over to me and grabbing both of my hands.

"But-" I began to say before he cut me off.

"No, no buts. Just say yes," he insisted again. When I didn't make a move to say anything he came around to face me then kneeled in front of me. Both my hands still grasped in his.

"Just three letters dear, Y. E. S."

Hesitantly I agreed, saying what he wanted me to say. "Yes."

Not a second after I agreed Travis wrapped his arms around me and lifted me off the couch. Then he began twirling me around.

All the while I was as confused as ever. After a couple more twirls Travis set me back down on my feet and placed his hands on my shoulders, his face growing serious.

"Okay, so there is something I need to talk to you about," he said. Pushing me down slightly, making me fall back into the couch. He took a seat on the coffee table in front of me.

I nodded, urging him to continue. I can't tell if I should be worried or not, but the way he is looking at me with so much intensity I cant help but feel anxious.

"Do you remember when I told your family that I teach at Rollins College?" he asked, ruffling his hair a bit as he did so.

"Yeah, at dinner last weekend. Before I got drunk off my ass." I mentally groaned. He didn't seem to notice my discomfort though, instead he chuckled and messed with his hair a bit more.

"So I wasn't really lying about that," he confessed. Confusion overtook me, I figured he noticed since he continued to explain. "Well I don't technically work there... yet."

He took another pause, all these pauses are aggravating the shit out of me. What the hell does he want me to do, figure it out myself? God just spill it out!

"So help me Travis I will leave you alone and leave if you don't spit out whatever it is you have to tell me," I threatened, getting up to emphasize that I'm not kidding.

He stood up and pushed me back down onto the sofa, then he took a seat on the coffee table again. He didn't begin talking right away. Instead he just looked at me, chuckled, and then shook his head.

"I've been offered a job at Rollins College in Orlando. I haven't taken it yet since I wanted to talk to you about it first, with school ending and everything. I wasn't sure what you planned on doing for college, but it appears it worked out perfectly. With you deciding to go to school in Orlando and all." He lost me at job in Orlando, if I'm being completely honest.

It took me a second to wrap my brain around what is currently happening. When it finally registered I flipped.

Without giving him a warning I flung myself off of the couch and attacked him. He wasn't expecting my sudden assault, the lack of preparation causing him to lose his balance on the table, resulting with us both tumbling to the floor, with me landing on top of him.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! Are you serious?" I squealed, wrapping myself around Travis. I couldn't help but cling to him.

He chuckled into my ear and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Yes, I am one hundred percent serious."

Excitement bubbled in me once again, another squeal of joy escaping my lips.

Cupping Travis's face with both my hands, I slammed my lips against his. His response was instant. In one fluid movement he had his arms wrapped around my waist and flipping us over so he was on top. Our lips stayed attached, vigorously moving against each other's. The new found information fueling out need for one another.

As the kiss grew more intense Travis's hands began to wonder. They traveled down to my ass, squeezing before making their way up to my sides and onto my front. Taking advantage of my shirt still being off, he brought his wondering hands onto my chest, cupping my bra covered breasts and squeezing them as well.

Just when things began getting good Travis pulled our lips apart. I groaned in protest and gave him a small pout.

"If we don't stop now I won't be able to stop myself from getting you naked and having my way with you," he breathed out brushing a strand of my hair away from my blushing face.

He then lifted us both off of the floor and then disappeared into the kitchen. Moments later he came back, two shirts in hand.

He offered me mine as he slipped his on. Its a shame to cover that beauty up. Taking the shirt from him, I slipped it over my head. Once my shirt was fully on he came over to stand in front of me.

"Can't the big boy handle me being shirtless," I teased. I found it funny how he hadn't came near me until I put my shirt back on.

"No," he said, his tone serious and expression dark.

The way he said that simple word sent shivers down my body. I swear this guy makes me feel like the sexiest girl in the world. Looking up at him, I felt pride wash over me, I get to call this hunk of meat mine.

"So we're really doing this?" I asked.

"Say the words and its done," was his reply.

"Lets do it," was mine.

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