Dirty Secret with the Hot Professor

RYAN

I sat at one corner of the coffee shop while I patiently waited for Tom and Peter to show up as promised. We had agreed to meet here and discuss our school group project. But here I am, sitting my ass, and hoping to see anyone, but then…no one is coming.

They were taking longer than expected, and to make matters worse, they weren't even picking my calls.

I glared around the coffee shop, then my eyes caught up with a lady. Not just a lady but the goddess herself.

She was drop dead gorgeous. And better yet—the seat beside her was free, so I thought maybe I should just say hello to her.

I made a beeline for the vacant seat, and since it wasn't looking like whoever she was waiting for was going to show up any moment from now, I decided I should just spend a little time with her while we waited for those who we were expecting.

"Hey," I said, giving her a smug smile. "Mind if I join you?"

She glared at the entrance door, then nodded her head in approval. "Sure."

"Thanks." I said, ignoring the look of surprise on her face.

I took a slight second to look at the lady sitting right before me, I practically fell into a pair of stormy gray-blue eyes.

Sweet God, she had definitely been worth stealing for.

With me sitting right before her, I gave her my most charming smile. "I'm Ryan."

"Sarah." Amusement twisted her lips as I stretched forward my hand to her. She didn't return the handshake, so I embarrassedly took it off.

"I see you're waiting for someone."

"Yeah, a friend." She frankly replied, more like in a haste.

"That makes us even." I said and she smiled, like she was finding everything and possibly every word I said funny.

She wouldn't stop staring at the door side, like whoever it is she was expecting was someone special to her.

"Maybe you should give him a call."

It's like her mind returned to her environment, clearly she didn't notice how long she's been drumming her fingers on that coffee cup, and everything happening around her seems off the world as her mind and attention were on her expecting guest.

"It definitely won't be possible, it's raining already." She sipped on her coffee. "Guess I had too much expectations for him to show up."

I felt the sadness and disappointment in her voice. "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing." She forced herself to smile.

Hell. I’d be lucky if I’d be able to think of anything other than Sarah with her sitting across from me. Seriously, I couldn’t remember ever having such an intense initial reaction to someone before.

Worse still, it's for a lady I just met a couple of minutes ago.

"Well, mind if I know you more? Like, what do you do and stuff like that?" I had nothing to say, so raising a conversation like this would do.

She shrugged her shoulders for a go ahead. "So, what do you do?"

"Well," she wrapped her fingers around the coffee cup, sighing softly as she began to speak. "I'm a graduate, and a teacher too."

"What school do you teach currently?"

"Uhm… let's just say, I've got none for now. I recently graduated from my degree level."

"Wow!" I couldn't believe my ears. Like, she doesn't even look like a graduate, she looked more like she's in her early twenties, probably more like she just walked out of highschool. "So you're like what? Twenty one?"

She chuckled. "You don't ask a lady of her age on the first day you meet."

I smiled. That wasn't my intention though, I just wanted to clear my thoughts.

"What about you, what do you do for a living?"

I leaned my back against the chair with my arms crossed around my chest. "Well, I'm a student."

She nodded her head. "Highschool or college?"

"What do you think?" I said, not wanting to be specific.

"College?" She guessed and I shrugged. "You look way much older to be in college though."

"Seriously?" I laughed and she tagged along.

"Just kidding."