The Dog & The Moth

Chapter Three

A week later, Adam had continued to visit me in between and after classes. Lunch was a regular thing, only we'd chose a different place to eat every time. For instance, today we decided to try an Asian restaurant that was known for its Lo Mein, while tomorrow, Adam wanted to try a burger and shake restaurant.

"How's your classes been, D'mitri?"

I smiled lightly, "They've been alright, not much to talk about though." He nodded, bringing his food to his mouth, "How's your behavior class been?"

He hummed and furrowed his eyebrows. Swallowing, Adam looked to me, "It's weird. You learn about things that people physically do unintentionally that connects to their psyche and emotions."

"And what does my body language read to you?"

He looked surprised, maybe a bit nervous, as he subtly glanced over my face, then cleared his throat and looked down.

"You didn't shave, meaning you're confident no matter what you look like today. Your head is slightly tilted- you're truly interested and invested in listening to me. Your- uh, your eyes shift to certain parts of my face and your pupils are dilated."

"What does that mean, Adam?"

"I know you know full well what it means."

I looked at my watch, "It's thirty 'til. We should be heading back."

When we arrived back to the school, Adam's hand stopped me from getting out of the car and he stared at me before leaning in and kissing my cheek. I turned and took his chin in my hand and brought him close until, eventually, his bottom lip was between my own. At first, the act was small, unpracticed. His body leaning towards mine, we were both apprehensive, it was soft, and like him, innocent, until it wasn't. His hands moved to my hair, mine to awkwardly grip his waist, our bodies nearly against another, and soon, a curious hand slid up my shirt and scratched lightly at my chest. Adam was the one to break it. Lips red and kiss swollen, eyes hazy, pupils dilated, and breathing heavy.

"You should get to class." I breathed. Adam dipped his head and kissed my neck as he unbuttoned my shirt enough for him to later reach my collar bone. When he did, he nipped and sucked and licked at it, making sure there's be a large purple mark there later to remind me of our acts.

"Adam."

He let go and looked at me as he buttoned my shirt back up.

"I'll see you after your next class."

With that, he cheekily got out of my car.

***

"Hey, Upshur, did you hear about the kidnapping earlier this weekend?"

"I swear to God, Douglass, if this is another dad joke-"

"No! Not at all," he cut me off, "the Dean's daughter. She went missing Wednesday."

My brows furrowed, "Stephanie Gray, yeah?"

"She was supposed to be going home, her friend said they saw someone pick her up."

I gave a confused look, "They didn't say who?"

"Some guy, they said."

I hummed and continued with stirring my coffee.

"Anyway, Upshur, what're you doing this weekend? We were gonna go to the local bar." Douglass announced.

I waved him off, "I can't. I've got a date."

"Ooooh, is it Stacey?" he wiggled his eyebrows as I furrowed mine, someone laughed in the background.

"God, no."