Professor F

August held her breath as when Flynn's lips touched hers. She blinked a couple of times, making sure she’s not seeing things.

Am I dreaming?

He cupped her face with both of his hands. He leaned on her soft body to stop her from moving. She gasped and opened her mouth slightly when she felt his lean body brushed against hers.

He took that chance to conquer her mouth fully, guided her tongue to the rhythm of his own. She was still trying her best not to respond to him, but his expert tongue and minty breath intoxicated her senses that she eventually found herself responding to his kiss passionately.

And then the kiss went slow and gentle, from forced to full of passion, his hand caressed her cheeks as he stared into her hooded eyes.

They were gasping for breath. "W—What are you doing?" She asked, whispering.

"I don't know." He took a deep breath and sighed softly as he lowered his gaze. "I just know that—"

She looked into his eyes, waiting for something that would explain why he was catching his breath from the emergency exit door and kissed her!

"K—Know what?"

"I hate seeing you with other guys." He said looking away, it seemed like it took him a lot of courage to admit that.

She blushed seeing how cute he is when he looked away. But she didn't want him to think that his words and shyness made her heart flutter in joy.

She raised her left eyebrow and moved herself away from him. "You can't just kiss me because of that. A—And you don't walk around telling me not to hang out with guys, acting like you're single or my boyfriend!"

He raised his eyebrows and gave out a soft chuckle, finding what she said amusing. "Yes, I’ll give you that. I’m not your boyfriend but I am single!"

That statement irked her. He's being annoyingly sarcastic telling him he's single, as in not married!

"But that doesn't mean that you can just kiss me especially when you're sober…” She stammered. “O—Or when your girlfriend is not around!"

"Wait! Wait! Wait! Stop right there! Girlfriend? Who said I have a girlfriend?" He points at himself.

She rolled her eyes. He's really going to play his game this way?!

"Maybe you should talk to that beautiful blonde girl at your apartment!" She gritted her teeth. She could feel her nerves pulsating, feeling totally upset with him!

He still looked confused, as if thinking about who’s the girl she's referring to.

She sighed roughly. "Really? You're having trouble remembering who's the blonde girl I'm talking about? What a player! Don't think that I'm one of those girls you can—"

You mean Stella? Wait, you met her?" He followed her as she walks to her apartment. She ignored him and opened her

away. "Let me go. And stop messing

words. “Right but just to make things clear. She's

stared at him, she's relieved but still a

She

then you're just so

and she could feel her heart beating so fast. She's so overwhelmed with so many

with other guys!

in joy and her ears clapped

her that he's maybe just playing with her. To her, he’s still committed until proven otherwise! His words shouldn't be enough to prove he's single because he can always say he's single even

with her fingers. His kiss reminded her of that night they

they're

he—No! No! No!

take a very cold shower and wash

••••••

class that day but their hot professor Flynn Ferguson is still not

She wondered if this normally happens to him.

phone and felt tempted to message Flynn. She looked at her inbox, hoping she

he's a messed up person for having a relationship with

one of the engineering college professors

as the professor stands

Professor Jones and I'm here to handle Professor Ferguson's class today. He's out to attend personal matters. He left these test

of dismay echoed in the room, realizing they'll still take tests

happened after last night. She hoped it wasn't the reason why he

he's attending to

the cafeteria when she saw Henry waving his right hand at her while she was

his table. He's also eating lunch while a thick Economics book is next to his

lunch." She

dare." He closed the book and looked at her. "I'm just

know reading books while

broke my heart."

softly. "What

no, no. You already broke my heart. And the only way to make it up to me is to have dinner with me." He looked at her,

“W—what? Are you