The Teachers Assistant

chapter 7 part 3

Mark was in the living room watching a movie while I was in my room taking a shower and getting ready. Honestly a lot was buzzing through my head at the moment.  The main thought I couldn't shake though was: were my feelings for Mark greater than those for Drake? If so did that mean I should break up with Drake? Then again what if something big happened again and instead of facing them he erased my memories and ran, again. I didn't want to be left alone like that, again. I needed to be able to fully trust him. I needed to know where we stood with each other.

I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself tightly. I began combing at my knotty hair.  Eventually I finished taming the beast and began to work on my makeup. I don't know if it was because of the overabundance of sleep or the fact that I'm being overwhelmed with information that may be causing me stress either way though I noticed that around my eyes it was extremely dark and I had red blotches on my face. That is why I am putting makeup on. Not to impress anyone, but to just ease my mind about the condition I look like right now.

I hear a knock at my bedroom door and jump a little. I breathe in and out to calm myself and go to answer the door, but not before I retighten the towel around me. I open the door and Mark has an amusing smile on his face.

"So aren't you looking gorgeous?" he says winking at me. I hit his chest and smile.

"I mean I am gorgeous aren't I?” I say playing along and I flip my hair behind my back.

His jaw clenches and he looks behind me. I take this as a time to maybe have a little fun. I put my hand on his bicep and rub up and down.

"You know you’re not too bad looking yourself, Mark." I say just above a whisper trailing my eyes up and down him.  He does a nervous smile and I see him swallow hard. "Have you been working out since high school Mark?" I ask, still rubbing his arm.

"Yeah, I mean I got to stay in tip top shape for you." he says, leaning against the door frame. He folds his arms across his chest and I can tell he's flexing which makes me laugh.

I lean towards him and whisper in his ear "well, it’s working, and babe it really makes me want you." I say, trailing a trail of kisses down his jaw to his mouth. I gently play along the side of his lips before actually giving him a soft brief kiss. I feel him place his hand on my waist and I step back smiling. He drops his hand off me and a concerned face replaces his mischievous one from before.

"I think I should get dressed now." I say.

 I look at his eyes and see they are a mix between grey and blue, like he's at a mix of emotions right now. I take another step back and wink at him. I turn around dropping the towel and walk into the closet. I hear a quick intake of breathe from him and I smile. Ding ding, win win for me. I hear him follow me and I know what we both want. I can't kid myself, me doing that to him made him want me just as much as I started to want him. I feel him behind me and I turn around. He pushes me up against the wall in my closet and puts a hand at my thigh and the other at my face.

"That game you were playing worked a little too well and right now I need you." he says, his voice a little husky.  I smile and he brings his lips to mine.

I turn my head to the side and he pulls his head back confused.