The Educator

That afternoon, Elliot and I just snuggled under the sheets. We have food in his room, we have been watching movies the whole day and have been naked since this morning. Elliot has been getting messages but his attention was all on me. This morning was a moment of hefty delight and I could not ask for more, except to know where this is going. This morning was a moment that I knew I want to happen again, a moment I know that I will be craving for. The morning brought me so much delight and it wasn’t even nine in the morning. I was not into rushing anything but for this, I wanted to somehow get a decent answer. For reasons that for now I do not know, I don’t want to solely rely on Elliot’s kindness, him being a gentleman but Elliot hopefully has good intentions. I would love to make this work, whatever we have and what else is there in store for us in the future.

Elliot is on the left side of the bed and he fell asleep after he cleared out the trays of food on our bed. His phone has been beeping non-stop and unlike the last time, I did not check his phone. I stood up and took my clothes off of the floor. I went to my room and got my phone by the stand. There were just random messages form Instagram. I went back down stairs and I laid next to Elliot.

“Where’d you go?” he whispered while his eyes are still closed. I scooted closer to him.

“I went to get my phone from my room.” I whispered

His eyes opened and he smiles when he sees me, “What do you want to do today?”

is sort of working out, at least for what I think my parents and friends would appreciate it but if course it doesn’t end there. This, whatever we have, just began this morning and I don’t want to get ahead of myself and here I am looking at either telling my

on work, laptop on one hand and his phone on the other hand. He sees me

say, “Hi” back. I stretch and sit

was going through the guest list of the people who will be invited to the house warming. I also spoke to my second assistant about looking for the best caterer for the

getting things started.” He nods and smiles, “By the way, for the condo, do we need to buy furniture

We need to talk about the set-up at home. There are three rooms in the condo but uhm

Elliot” I say out of nowhere, not even noticing that I have

going to be