Do I Have A Thing With My Professor?

ended. But I sat tight. And I'm still sitting tight, res

assume he's waiting for the hall to clear

to time as they line out, but I ma

realize I'm staring directly at the man, an

chuckled out of embarrassment, and my face would be fl

eading through me, trying to convince me

ll it love

Isn't that str

id I get this co

ouncing around the walls of the hall. I nearly shudder. "

Getting up, I go down the hall to where Cole is sitting, standing in front of his desk whi

me as he glances at his wat

ntire

iving me a 'I can't believe you' expression. Then he huffs a smi

ll you?" he asks as he points to

hesitation and watch as

of my time teaching," he mumbles. His voice has dropped low

hen I start to hold my breath o

for me to come close. I do so immediately, b

expecting my eyes to be stuck on the laptop scree

The sharpened edges of his jaws an

scarce beads of sweat sliding down the side of his fa

ehow, this new lecturer let something lose in me-a wild side, a part of me that crave

crumbled and l

ging are the dam, my raw,

r that first class end

didn't g

ou say this

rong. This is when i

more extra one-on-one lectures. Often times the lec

s, I now find myself walking down to Dr. Cole once again on the

s on seeing me. "Please do not tell me you missed

you re-lecture me today. In fact, I was thinking I could ask you abou

g through it. Although I'm looking down at it,

read ahea

gaze that lingers on m

arm. "I like to

just like

e to anyone or participated in class activities like

ok again. "Maybe you're ju

. In truth, I don't even know what's funny about what

ugh often. That will certainly

with more extra

ns that aren't even about the subject,

ke... a lot," I confess while being seated on a stool adja

owly from left to right. He doesn't even realize h

bout c

ng my eyes under the desk no m

much surrounded by cats, so I

let out an awkward chuckle. W

spilled, and Cole now has an idea of what's really happening, as

brown ones. I feel like they co

inking, him breathing, or is it his stare diverting to

ong sexual tension. One that isn't ev