Professor F

Chapter 77

Semester is over and the people at the cafe decided to eat out over the weekend. Henry and Gail

made the reservation in a famous Korean Restaurant. They ordered beer that goes well with grilled

meat.

Most of the part timers like August attended the gathering while Pierre invited himself and promised

he'll pay for his food. He sits next to her, causing yet another teasing from Trevor who is obviously

drunk.

"Alright, that's your last glass, Trevor." Henry grabs the empty glass. "I guess we can all call it a night."

"Woah. Pierre didn't even drink a glass? Why did you even bother coming?" Trevor chuckled. "August

didn't drink, too. You're really acting like a couple, huh."

"I'm driving, Trevor. And stop yapping none sense or I'm going to kick you!" Pierre being the biggest in

the group had to help Tanner carry him outside the restaurant. The other guys went outside to grab a

cab going back to their places.

She stayed behind to make sure no belongings were left. She was about to leave when she noticed the

plaid scarf on Gail's chair and grabbed it. She heads out holding the scarf and saw Gail standing by the

door of the restaurant smoking while waiting for her.

"You left your scarf." August handed it to her.

Gail takes it while she puts off her cigarette on the public ashtray. "Isn't that Professor Ferguson?" She

points the direction of the Italian restaurant across the street.

She saw Flynn eating with someone by the window. She felt that familiar stabbing pain on her chest

when she realized who it was.

Eunice?

"Is that her girlfriend?" Gail asked without considering her feelings.

Why would she worry about my feelings, though? She must've already figured things out between her

and Flynn. Maybe Pierre even told her about what happened in Europe.

"I don't know. I'll go ahead." She said and didn't look back when she heard Pierre calling her name. She

raised her hand to hail a cab and went inside even before Pierre could stop her.

She cried after she told the cab driver her address, remembering Flynn at the restaurant with Eunice.

After what happened last night, he's seeing Eunice? What am I to him? A fuck buddy?

She's jealous. But she doesn't even have the right to be so.

Instead of dropping in front of her apartment building, she decided to stop by the convenience store to

buy cans of beer. She just want to get drunk and fall asleep tonight. She somehow regretted not

drinking with her colleagues.

What a way to end the semester!

She checked out with her purchases and left the store. She was walking back to her apartment when

she received a call from Pierre.

She sniffed hard to control her voice so he wouldn't think she was crying. Yes?

Are you home? Why did you run off? I was suppose to drive you home.

So, Gail didn't tell him anything—about them seeing Flynn with someone? Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I didn't want to bother you, it's late. Also, Gail is with us so you'd have to drive her home.

Her boyfriend's coming to get her. Is something wrong?

I'm not even your girlfriend. Why bother? She hung up on him and put her phone on Do Not Disturb

Mode.

She finally reached her apartment and scoffed when she saw the light on Flynn's terrace. Feeling

pissed, she pulled the curtains by the terrace. She then sits on the floor and turned the smartv on to

watch scary movies on a streaming website in the dark.

She grabbed the can of beer, opened it and took a sip. She wipes the beer dripping from her mouth.

She wanted to hit herself remembering Flynn when she had her first taste of beer.

"Damn it!" She gritted her teeth. She reached for her throw pillow and screamed on it so hard.

She sighed as she wiped her tears."This movie is not even scary!" She murmured to herself seeing the

zombies eating human flesh.

She's leaning her back on the couch, her knees bent close to her chest while still seated on the floor

with her eyes on the tv screen but her thoughts kept going back to what she saw earlier after she had

sex with Flynn last night. Tears filled her eyes again.

He didn't return the key and she finds it foolish that she actually didn't want to take it from him as well

because she wanted him to come to her anytime!

I'm crazy!

She sighed roughly as she started taking off her coat and shirt. She throws her shirt away when she

realized someone was with her in the living room—Flynn was standing by the door, wearing the same

clothes he wore at the Italian restaurant.

She yelled and hugged herself. "Oh, crap! My imagination's scarier than this movie." She blinked her

eyes and checked the cans of beer on her table. They're still there, untouched except for the only one

she opened earlier. "Can I get drunk with just a sip and start seeing things?" She started laughing at

herself. She shakes her head as she tried to grab the opened can of beer when she felt a hand

stopping her. "No, this feels so rea—"

She gasped when she his lips landed on hers. Flynn?!

She sniffed and smelled that familiar perfume mixed with his manly scent. His lips soft and it felt so

good when his tongue played with hers like last night. "Why are you drinking?" He asked between their

kiss.

Because I'm jealous of her! Because I want you but I can't have you!

"I asked you why, August." His voice firm as he holds her right wrist.

She continued to ignore him and moved her face to kiss him again but he tightened his grip on her

wrist. "Why are you acting like this?"

She scoffed. "Don't fret. I'm just celebrating because I survived this semester!" She lied.

His jaw tightened and she wasn't sure if he looked upset. She attempted to kiss him again. "This is

what you want, right?" Her mind thinking about Flynn and Eunice. He just wanted to have sex with me

while he dates someone acceptable. "You're not returning the key to my apartment because you still

want to fuck your student after ending things with her. Does it turn you on? Is this your kind of fetish,

Professor?"

He was quiet for a moment before he kissed her hard, lifting her skirt to pull her panties down, giving

her what she asked for. He pushed her down as he sucked her nipples.

She reached out to hold him but he grabbed her wrists and held them together over her stomach while

his left hand unbuttons his pants and pulled out his hard cock.

She could feel her folds going damp as he rubbed the tip of his member against them, anticipating the

pleasure it will give her. He holds his hard shaft and thrusts deep. He suppressed her moan with a kiss

as he pounds harder. He looked pissed. "I don't have a particular fetish, Miss Peters. I just fuck."

She's so upset and insecure. She didn't want to end things between them after all. But it would be hard

to go back to how they were.

She's not sure if it's a good idea but she's willing to be with him even just for moments like this.

"Let's be fuck buddies then."