Robert's POV
I wonder how many times I've looked at her today.
In the past hour. This very minute.
She is sitting on the other side of the table. Three seats away from me, to be more exact. Facing away in the opposite direction, carefully looking at Colin. In her right hand she holds a black ink pen, letting it tip on the notepad in front of her, every two seconds.
I'm sitting on the head of the table, so far away, yet closer to her than I've been in almost a week. Aria hasn't looked at me once today or on any of the other days. Can't blame her, really.
But the one thing that I almost can't take is Morgan's hand that seems to slide closer to her's every second. He is sitting right behind her, whispering something into her ear from time to time, making her giggle.
Since when does she laugh in a fucking meeting?
Colin has been talking for over an hour about this boring project that he wants to start. A project I frankly don't give a fuck about.
Fuck... . Now that's something I'd be interested in. Combine it with Aria and I'd be busy for the day. How I'd like to run my hands over her legs now. These long legs haunt me every night.
Yesterday, I woke up from feeling her hand running down my chest. But as I opened my eyes and turned to the right, nobody was there. The streetlight illuminating the empty space as if it was mocking me.
And today she is even wearing a skirt that seems to show me exactly where I can't go. Her white blouse, looking more see-through than usual. It's as if someone flipped a switch and made her more irresistible day by day.
Not that she hasn't been before. But a week ago I was able to touch her. A week ago I was allowed to lift up that skirt in my office and do unspeakable things. Seven days ago I had her. She was mine. But that was seven days ago. And that's not now.
But I have so much hate in me at the same time. Not breaking up with Alex and dragging me along for all this was just too much. I can't go on like this. Can't live like this. I was sticking to the plan all week, but as I see her sitting there, I can't help but think what an idiot I am to let something like this pass me by.
I shouldn't even be looking at her. Shouldn't be thinking about all these unspeak-
"Robert?"
Someone is calling my name and ripping me out of my daydream.
"Yes?" I try to look as interested as possible and lift my head to look at Colin.
"What do you think?" Colin asks.
"About what?"
As I say these words, I can see in the corner of my eyes, Aria rolling her's.
"Mr. Downey seems to have drifted off during my speech. I can be quite boring during my presentations, it is a common reaction." Colin speaks up to the rest of the people, who are now staring at me. "Aria, would you please enlighten Mr. Downey?"
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Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang (Teacher-Student Romance Robert Downey Jr.)
RomanceAria Hart, 18, senior at North High in California, takes part in a 'Creative Writing' class in a college program at her school. Her teacher is Professor Downey, a celebrated professor from New York, who has the looks, the sass and the skills, not on...