The Tutor ✎

"Hey, what's got your jar in a pickle?" A young woman asked me, she had brown skin, long silky dark hair with pretty hazel eyes. Her freckles adorned her face beautifully, honestly I was taken aback.

"What's...got my jar in a pickle? Who even says that??" I asked her, as a English professor what kind of hyperbole is that? She scoffs, as she sits down in the bar stool next to me. "Pause, so your telling me no one else says that?" She says in a almost surprised tone. noticing my confused look on my face.

My confusion turns to amusement as I watch her face turn a slight shade of pink. "I uh..kinda saw that you looked down, I could just kinda tell yknow? Besides, talking to people is sorta my thing."

She looked down at her drink, stirring it with her straw. It was a strawberry margarita, as she stirred it around she would sometimes take the salt off the rim and eat it, very strange.

Maybe it was the wine starting to get to me or something. I couldn't tell you, but having someone wanting to listen was nice for a change. "You wanna go to the diner down the street? I kinda don't wanna be in this place, my guys just dragged me here anyways" I say rolling my eyes, taking a swig of my wine while doing so.

She agrees, walking out with me as I tip the bar tender for both our drinks. "So, mysterious stranger, what's your name?" I ask the woman. She looks up at me with smiling eyes. "Alaine, and you sir?" "Ah, just call me Alaric."
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When Alaina, a 19 year old college student has to be tutored by her attractive, hot headed, 24 year old Professor - Alaric King, things take a interesting turn. One ends up falling for the other, and not so subtly tries to get the other to reciprocate.