He looked at me concerned, "Fuck, I didn't mean- don't cry, please don't cry." He held my face in his hands, thumbing my tears away.
I held on top of his hands, "I hated sharing you, and when I thought I wouldn't have to anymore, I lost you. I never want to feel that again."
He sighed in relief, maybe or maybe because he thought that whatever it was, he could fix it. He brought our foreheads together and whispered, "I promise I'm not going to leave you again."
They used to be opposites, but that all changed after leaving Bellamy for college. However, transferring to the same university as his star means he wants her back, but does she want the same?
A story of an attractive black english teacher in her early fifties and her handsome eighteen year old white student. Two humans who couldn't be more different but find themselves fascinated by one another over time.