Hot Night With My Professor

“What about the camping, Ismael?” I asked after we finished eating. Mrs. Estanislao brought us earlier. There were a lot of different foods on the table. I was even surprised to see her, and I couldn’t help but hug her in joy.

“Oh, I told Dean Dator that we’d follow.”

I stared at him and approached him. I blinked a few more times as I looked up at him because he was taller than me. “Dean Dator knows we’re together?”

“Yeah?”

I frowned. “H-how? What did he say? He really knew we were together? Didn’t he wonder why?”

“No?”

I was annoyed by his one-word reply. He even outsmarted the chatter by giving too many answers. Is he saving?

And that’s when I understood why Dean Dator didn’t suspect us because there were people in his car with us-the other students who were also going to the camping event with Ismael and me.

I just snorted in annoyance because I thought it was just the two of us going to the camping place.

“We’re here,” Ismael said when we arrived at my house. He opened the door for me. I went straight to the house and saw my cat waiting there. I felt pity.

“Mael, baby, how are you? I’m so sorry; mommy neglected you. I won’t do it again. I will be a good mother starting from now on,” I said, full of tenderness. I still caressed her while I tickled her. I used my one hand to open the door. The key even fell. Fortunately, Ismael caught it, so he opened the door for me.

“Mael?” Ismael asked me, but the cat answered him. I released the cat and quickly went to Ismael.

“Yup. I can’t think of any other name but yours, so that’s all I’ve named it. Don’t you want it?”

“I will be assigned to name our children in the future. You suck even in this matter.”

I rolled my eyes, but it was only for a moment because I was blushing more with what he said. How does he manage to combine teasing and flattery in his speech? Does that mean he wants to have a child with me? He wants me to be his wife. Did he think of that right away? Does he really have plans with me?

He just let me pack while he was on the couch playing with the cat. It’s been so long since he also started vacuuming.

“Done?” he asked.

“Yes!” I carried my small suitcase to him, who was already waiting at the door. “Thank you for waiting.” I gave him a peck. I saw that he was surprised, but he recovered immediately when he grabbed my waist and gave me a deeper and longer kiss.

He helped me carry my suitcase to his car, and that’s when I remembered again that it wasn’t just the two of us riding in this car later. I thought I could solo him! Hmph!

First, we stopped at a convenience store to buy instant food. I even had a little trouble shopping because Grandpa Ismael was nagging me. Is it also said that my decision is still wrong when it comes to food? Fortunately, he gave me permission because it was only once. His words of affirmation are really strange-pure refutation.

We got into his car again. He arranged the trunk of things. I can’t help but smile. Even with things, he is very organized. On the contrary, I just put it where I put it, so I forget where I put my things.

“How many are here?” I clarified.

“Two. They’re probably coming,” he commented before hanging up his phone. It is said that we stopped here at the convenience store because the house of the two people who were going camping with us was nearby. Wait, where are they? It’s nine o’clock at night already.

“Hey, your seatbelt,” he commented.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Later,” I commented as I looked out the window to see if there were two people together looking for a car.

“You might forget.”

“You’ll remind me,” I hissed.

“You’re really hardheaded.”

He came to me and adjusted my seatbelt. I knew that he would fix it for me. The care of an Ismael is really different. All my feminine energy comes out. I can’t even use my brain when I’m with him.

I quickly stole a kiss from Ismael when his face came close to mine. He was surprised and did not fasten my seatbelt.

“What in the world, Jothea?” he asked in surprise while holding back a smile. He looks so shocked, and I can confirm that because his ears are now turning red. Excited? In fairness, he only looks my age when he smiles or laughs. Before, he looked like he was thirty years old or older because of his scary aura. Now he looks five years younger.

“You’re so cheeky.” He held both of my cheeks and squeezed them. “You’re starting it again.”

“What? No, ah. I just want to kiss the lips of my boyfriend,” I said. I am the one who is blushing now. I also noticed that he was holding back a smile. Is this really the feeling? Is what I’m feeling right?

“What should I do? I want to kiss my girlfriend’s lips too,” he proudly said. Shit. It came from his lips. It is confirmed. We are actually dating now.

“Do it.” I licked my lips and nodded as I waved my two fingers from him to me. I remembered the scene where I licked his lips because he said he didn’t like a spoiled brat like me. But look where his words took him-to me too.

He leaned closer to me, so I closed my eyes. I was anticipating his lips to meet mine when a sudden knock from the outside immediately interrupted our moment.

Is this what I’m talking about? The Farts are here!

I just sighed while Ismael shook his head in regret. One by one, the distractions in Ismael’s and my’s happy lives came on board. Luckily, it didn’t take us long to pick them up, but I wish they would have been late a minute or two.

Some time passed when we arrived at the camping place. It’s about eleven o’clock at night. I didn’t realize it earlier because Ismael and I were talking endlessly. Teasing and flirting. Fortunately, the two behind us were asleep, so we were free to hold each other’s hands.

The two students from another section immediately went to their classmates, while I was left behind because I didn’t know if I was going anywhere. I am not even close with my classmates. If it weren’t for the debt I owe to Ismael, I wouldn’t be here. Well, he’s here too, so of course I’ll go.

“See you around, babe,” Ismael whispered to me, causing me to become a statue. Shit. Did he call me babe? Did we agree on that? on whatever he calls me. Is he experimenting with something? Every call sign he calls me flutters my heart.

I couldn’t recover when he finally walked over to a long table where the faculty members were. He brought his other things and those sent by other members of the faculty. If you look at it, he is indeed the youngest of the faculty members. Even I was surprised when he was probably only twenty-seven. He’s so handsome! The size of the body! It’s so delicious; it’s amazing!

I cast my eyes around. There is a large minimalist house not far away. On the field, there are different table games set up, like table tennis. There is also a punching bag on the side. On the left side, there is a body of water. I am not sure if it is part of the sea or what. On the right side of where I’m standing are the big tents. I’m not sure who it’s for, because there is a house where you can sleep.

In fairness, it’s nice and cozy here. Cricket is just loud. Maybe the place will be more calming if I see it tomorrow morning.

I turned my attention back to where the students I would be spending the remaining two days were. Both are busy eating and talking. There are six long tables set up. One is for the faculty where Ismael is already there, while the other five tables are for the most outstanding sections during the foundation day, and our section is included. I saw a lot of different foods lined up as I walked pulling my small suitcase. Just like going on vacation! I deserve this!

“The bride is here!”