It's been days since my talk with Chase. I can't believe I've finally ended things. It was awkward the following day for me 'cause throughout the lecture Chase didn't show up. I was worried. For the short time I've begun teaching his class, Chase doesn't miss any of my classes. And today is Friday, Chase wasn't in my class yesterday either. I was tempted to call him and then I realized I didn't have his number. God I miss him and it hurts we can't be more than anything professional. Even though Anderson and I are already dating, I still find myself thinking about Chase throughout the whole week.
Anderson and I are now officially dating even if we're not in a relationship. He's not that bad. Every night he's always calling to check on me while sometimes he just drops me romantic texts just to ask after my day.
Beyoncé’s album blast through my stereo as I make dinner for myself. It's nearly 6pm and I have papers to grade. I hum to the so
" Am I interrupting something?" A voice calls as Chase is about to kiss me. I pull away at once as I clear my throat. I turn to look at the living room and Tina is standing there, shocked. Shit. I turn to look at Chase and he's smirking at me. He stands up slowly. " I guess I should head out. See you around, professor." He winks at me and walks out of the kitchen, to the living room. He gives Tina a curt nod as he walks past her to the foyer. Tina blinks as she turns to stare at Chase who's already down the foyer. She looks back at me as she walks towards the kitchen. I open the fridge to retrieve a cold bottle of water as I pour it in a glass. " Chase..." " What are you doing here? What happened to 'call me before you show up?'" " Okay you're being paranoid and over dramatic." Tina rolls her eyes and drops the backpack she's carrying on the floor. She rounds the
" How do you try not to fuck your extremely hot student? With his never ending dating request and 'fuck me' eyes." I ask. Roxie, Tanner, and I are in our favorite bar. It's Friday night and we're out to drink and have a nice conversation like we always do. After the last encounter I had with Chase the past week, with his aunty, Katie Morgan, Chase had stopped pursuing me. But every day in class, he always gives me that 'fuck me' eyes and raises his hand to ask questions just so he can have an opportunity to talk with me. And at the end of each class, Chase would smirk and wink at me and then he would leave with his friend whom I came to recognize as Corey." Wait, he gives you the 'fuck me' eyes?" Roxie asks as she takes a gulp from her drink. We had to force her to come out with us this weekend. Ever since she got back with Stevie, she's been acting super weird. I mean Stevie was extremely controlling before they fell apart, but I'm thin
I push around my shopping cart as I throw in my necessities. Tina has finally moved in. Since the last time she came to my apartment with a backpack, she's refused to go back to her dorm claiming her roommate is still a little bitchy to her. From one backpack to a luggage box and almost every weekend I'm always going shopping and it's exhausting. I've thought of ways to ask her to go back to her dorm, but I haven't come up with anything. This weekend, I have my apartment to myself. Tina is attending a sorority party and she'll be spending the night and maybe tomorrow night there. I wish. I've never craved breathing space this desperate before. My phone rings and I pull it out, not surprised to see Tanner calling. Since I walked out of the bar, which was yesterday night, Tanner has been calling me about Roxie and how she didn't mean shit. She called twice yesterday and hasn't called till now. I'm not surprised. This shi
I stare at him. Dressed in a dark denim jacket, white tee, and dark jeans. His blond hair is in a messy bun and he always looks better each time I see him. Chase bites his lip and I notice he's staring at my tits. I look down to what I'm wearing. Shit! This is not one of my favorite night robe. It's lace and it's nearly revealing." What are you doing here?"" Are you gonna let me in or not?" He asks. I sigh, look behind him at my peaceful neighborhood. There's a sleek black Mercedes on my driveway and I believe he owns it. How many of these expensive cars does he have? How can he even afford these expensive cars at just twenty three? I almost forgot he's the senator's only son. I open my door wider for him to enter. Chase walks in, taking in the view of my apartment like it is his first time here. I remember the first time he was in my apartment. The night he almost fucked me against the w
Chase and I are in my bedroom cuddled next to each other naked after another passionate hot sex. My back is pressed against his chest with his right hand over my breast. I can feel his steady breathing as we enjoy each other's silent company. Absently Chase's fingers will trail over my nipple and then he would pinch it." Professor?" Chase whispers against my neck. I think I'm never gonna get used to that name." You know you can call me Lauren outside class right?" I say and he laughs, his warm breath tickles my neck." I like Professor."" Yeah?" I giggle and turn to look at him. His right hand on my breast earlier moved down to my back as he absently trail his fingers down my spine." You're beautiful." He whispers. His hand moves down my back to cup my ass." You know no one can know right?" I say. His hand on my ass paused." You haven't told anyone what happened between us months back,
"Professor Gray." Shit. With fast motion, I button my dress shirt and drag my skirt down as Chase gets dressed too. He's unperturbed. I glare at him. Why isn't he nervous that we might get caught today. And what was I even thinking having sex in my office. How can I be carried away just like that? I think what I was trying to do was mark Chase as mine, so nosy ass bitch, Maia will stay the fuck away." Professor Gray, are you in there?" The voice calls again. I internally groan and stare at Chase as I hurriedly slip my feet in my shoes. He arranges his denim blue jacket and smirks at me." How are you not worried?" I whisper yells at Chase. He smirks and chuckles underneath his breath. I hurry to the door, take in a deep breath and unlock it." Tina?" I stare at my sister, her phone in her hands. She looks up from her screen as she stares at me and then her gaze moves from me to behind
" Mr. Newton is here to talk about the rumors." No shit.Rumors. What rumors? Have they finally found out about Chase and I. I try to keep a composed feature but I'm freaking out internally. They can't know. That was mine and Chase's little secret. I can't believe I'm about to lose my job and everything I've worked so hard for because I couldn't keep my legs closed for one second. You should have at least thought about that before you let your 23 years old in between your legs. My subconscious scolds me and I hate that." Ms. Gray, are you okay?" Chief Bradford asks. I clear my throat and look between the two men." What rumors?" I try to sound normal and it seems like it's not working. I'm freaking out terribly." The rumors about Chase being involved with the Mafia." Chief says. What? I shut my eyes and take in a deep breath as I open them again. What a rel
" Professor Gray?" A voice calls my name from outside my office. It's Wednesday and I have a date with Chase on Friday. I can't remember the last time I went out on a date. Boy, I've never been this nervous before. My date with Anderson was normal. Thinking about going on a date with Chase is so much more. He's my student, a little younger than me, and if we ever get caught, that will be the end of my job, my relationship with him, and everything I've worked for." Professor Gray, you in there?" I groan and look up from the test papers I was grading. I stand up and walk towards my office door, hoping and praying it's not Jade that's decided to drop by as I open the door. I blink my eyes in surprise as I stare at the delivery man outside my office, holding a large bouquet of flowers." Lauren Gray?" The delivery man asks. I nod." Good. These are for you." He hands me the flowers and a leaflet for me to sign. I