LAW “Good morning ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to my presentation. First of all, let me thank you all for being here today..” I start on a good note. The crowd hasn’t had the chance or time to look bored and I was feeling very confident as the minutes rolled by. “As you can see on the screen, our topic today is; Law, not Love. It will take about forty minutes to cover both points and hopefully relay the importance of ethics in our lives. If you don’t mind, I'd like to leave questions until the end of my talk, there will be time for a Question and answer session at the end.” Jessica gives me a thumbs up from the back of the room and I smile to myself as I launch into my practised spiel about the importance of law and how it shouldn't be substituted for love at all times. The first of his attack was a low rubble in my panties. I shiver against my will, and to cover it up, I walk to the table for a sip of water. I had been avoiding looking at him since he entered, i
NO We stay speechless even long after Christy had left, she had turned red after asking the question, apologised profusely and ran away. “It can't be Priscilla right?”I look over at Vaughn when Jessica asks the question, his brows are furrowed as he is deep in thought. “Priscilla doesn’t have a child..” I start stupidly.“Does not matter who it is, the person suspects something.” Vaughn finally speaks. His eyes do a full sweep of the handful of students that loitered the auditorium. None of them were watching us. I rub my sweaty hands on my shirt, even more reasons to leave him now. “So you guys ought to be extra careful now, no more eye fucking each other from across the room.” I swallow the urge to say, there will be no more anything, not even attending classes, I have done enough to finally pass, we won’t have reasons to meet anymore. I gather my things and pick up my bag. “Thank you Professor Walker, I wouldn't have done it without you.” I say, my eyes
WEEKEND “Do I look Okay?” I ask as I watch myself for any flaws I might have missed, on my phone camera for the umpteenth time. “Peanut, you look more than okay. You look amazing. I couldn't stop staring at you all the way here.” He says in that calm and patient voice like I hadn’t been asking the same question for the last one hour. I fight off the blush that rose to my cheeks after his compliments, I would never get used to it anyway. Squaring my shoulders, and taking a deep breath, I go; “Ready. Finally.”“I was content with just watching you.” He says before walking out of the car and rounding to my side. “Thank you.” He gives me an eye brow rise, the action tumbles in my belly and rolls around until I am tempted to pull him into a kiss. “If your parents live so close by, why haven’t you ever visited?” He takes my hand in his, gently leading me up the stairs of his parents house. The house was your typical family house, with the wrap around porc
UNDONE “I was going to tell you it was going to last all weekend, but I chickened out last minute. I’m sorry.” He says all of this in one breath. I’m too guilt ridden to get mad at him, and my smile is as real as it can get whilst full of guilt. Plus, his apology was my undoing. It was cute. “Its okay.”He peers into my face, his brows pulled together in the way they do when he studies me. I make my eyes wider, trying to create the illusion of everything is okay. “Are you sure?”I wave his concerns away, “Positive. I’m just feeling the exhausted. Speaking of, where is the room?” I ask as we stand in the hallway packed full of framed memories. His mom had asked me to show me to the room I'll be staying for the weekend, and he spilled his guts immediately we were away from earshot. He scratches the back of his neck. “Here.” He points to the only room in the hallway and shrugs.“My sisters took everything else and left me with this.”So it was his ch
CONFLICTED I did not mean to get up so late the next morning, even I know it was terrible manners to visit someone, especially the parents of the man you were sleeping with and not help out around the house, but game night last night ran into the wee hours of the morning. Saph finally graced us with her presence late into the night, when both parents had retired for the night. “Good afternoon peanut.” My eyes scan the room to find him, he stands at the door of his room, in different clothes from yesterday, he must have gotten up earlier. He is beaming at me, and this causes butterflies to flutter around my chest and stomach. “It's afternoon already? I missed everything!” I exclaim and jump out of bed. “You missed nothing, everybody else just got up.” He says walking into the room. “Really? Are you just waking up?” I find that I am dressed in just my shirt, as I discarded my pants before I collapsed into bed last night. He presses his mouth on my forehead and tha
BACKTurns out the definition of swimming for the Walker family was to lounge around the beach, taking cute pictures and splashing at the shallow end of the water. “I still can’t believe there are people in California who can’t swim.” I tell Vaughn as we walk along the beach, my hand sitting comfortably in his. Electric jolts crawl up our joined hands and I have to stop myself from thinking about it. “We are exceptions then. We like to tell ourselves it's because we aren’t from here.” I chuckle, Sandy had said that same thing over and over, her sisters agreeing with her. “This is nice.” I found myself saying as the cool breeze went through my hair. I feel Vaughn's eyes on me, my own eyes wandered everywhere but his face, I couldn't meet his eyes. “You showed me your cool place back in Maine, why don’t I show you mine?” My head jerks up, excitement already brewing in my guts as he hurried me along, obviously impatient to get us there. “Your special, cool
HOT“You are drooling everywhere on my leather couch.” Leo chastised, snapping out of my reverie. “I know the memories of him are just that hot, but does my couch have to suffer?” I blush all the way to my toes, from the top of my head. I was thinking about Vaughn and our activities at the library. The way his mouth moulded against mine ever so delicately, his hands moved like an expert every where on my naked skin, he knew what to do with me, my body was his canvas. I clear my throat nosily, trying to distract myself from my thoughts. “What makes you certain that I was thinking about him?” He rolls his eyes as if I was dumb for asking that question. I had come back home Sunday afternoon without my professor and announced to everyone who was willing to listen; AKA Cecilia, Jessica and Leo, that henceforth, i had nothing to do with the most good looking professor in the world because I did not love him and I got what I wanted out of the arrangement, more
DENIAL“Holy shit! If love does exist.. it does exist, so I actually do love him.” The words sounded foreign in my ears, but they were true, or else why was my heart banging against my rib cage? And my stomach in tumbles? “I love him.” I whisper.And then with even more conviction, I go, “I really am in love with him!”“Much better isn’t it?”Excitement bubbled in my veins, threatening to burst wide open. “Much! Oh, thank you Leo! Thank you so much! I gotta go let him know how I feel. Do you think he would accept my feelings? Oh my god if I get rejected or something, the world has to end.” He chuckles. “Hey, I got rejected and I turned out okay.” I physically wince at that.“I’m sorry about that.”He waves me and my too late of apology away. “I got over it. Besides, we are talking about you and your first love now.” I bite my lip in thought.“Did you always know? That I was in love with Vaughn.” It still sounded foreign and made me feel t