Professor F

Chapter 16: Surprises

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—"

"Oh! You mean Stella? Wait, you met her?" He followed her as she walks to her apartment. She

ignored him and opened her door but he grabbed her arm. "Did she tell you that? That she's my

girlfriend?"

She tried to pull her arm away. "Let me go. And stop messing around with your students, Professor."

He looked startled hearing words. “Right but just to make things clear. She's not and will never be my

girlfriend."

She stared at him, she's relieved but still a little skeptical.

He looked seriously into her eyes. "She's my sister. She really loves doing this. I'll talk to her. I

promise."

"Yes. You should. 'Cause if she's claiming she's your girlfriend and you're saying she's your sister then

you're just so messed up!" She went inside her apartment and slammed the door to his face.

She leaned her back on the door and she could feel her heart beating so fast. She's so overwhelmed

with so many emotions right now!

He just kissed her! He said he's jealous seeing her with other guys! And he said he's single and that

the blonde girl is his sister!

Her heart jumps in joy and her ears clapped in happiness hearing those words from him!

But then, her sane self is trying to convince 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 if he's not!

She touched her lips with her fingers. His kiss reminded her of that night they were drunk.

He kissed her, passionately! Only this time, they're both sober! There's no alcohol to blame!

Oh my God! Does that mean he—No! No! No! He can't like someone like me!

She screamed inside her head and felt like she needed to take a very cold shower and wash away her

thoughts about their kiss!

••••••

The bell rang for her first class that day but their hot professor Flynn Ferguson is still not around.

She's not sure if she should feel glad or feel worried that he's not around. She wondered if this normally

happens to him. Or it has something to do with what happened last night.

She looked around. The students were busy chatting and not minding the fact that their professor isn't

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

she would receive a text message from him even after she slammed the door to his face last night.

She suddenly felt guilty. She's now worried if she's offended him by saying he's a messed up person for

having a relationship with his alleged sister! That was a really ridiculous thing to say!

Just when she was about to make a message for Flynn, one of the engineering college professors

came in with papers in his hand.

The loud chatter went to a buzz as the professor stands behind the desk and placed the sheets on the

table.

"Good day, everyone! I'm Professor Jones and I'm here to handle Professor Ferguson's class today. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

He's out to attend personal matters. He left these test sheets for you though so please settle down and

prepare for the test."

A slight sound of dismay echoed in the room, realizing they'll still take tests even if Professor Ferguson

is out of campus!

She wondered what happened after last night. She hoped it wasn't the reason why he isn't around

today.

I wonder what personal matters he's attending to right now. She thought.

The two hour class finally ended and she left to eat lunch at the cafeteria when she saw Henry waving

his right hand at her while she was looking around to get herself a table.

She smiled at him, walked towards his table. He's also eating lunch while a thick Economics book is

next to his food.

"I hope the book doesn't mind me sitting with you for lunch." She teased, smiling at him while she sits

on the chair opposite to his.

He chuckled. "Oh, she wouldn't dare." He closed the book and looked at her. "I'm just trying to look

smart. That's all."

She giggled. "I didn't know reading books while eating lunch makes you smart."

"You're hurting my feelings. This is how regular guys like me think. You just broke my heart." He acted

like he's hurt, putting his right hand to his chest.

She laughed softly. "What I meant—Oh geez!"

"No, 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, smiling.

She blushed. “W—what? Are you serious?"

"That's the only way a regular guy could have his broken heart whole again." He puts both his hands to

his chest and acted like he's sad.

She felt hesitant, remembering what Flynn said last night while having that cute, shy expression on his

face. She wanted to slap her face because she actually wants to submit herself to him and not hang

out with other guys.

But then, she thought there’s really nothing between them that forbids her to hang out with guys except

for those times that they shared a kiss.

Besides, anyone would do and say anything just to get the person they wanted!

She sighed inside and looked at Henry who is still waiting for her response. She remembered Flynn

telling her that Henry, her manager, likes her. But looking at Henry right now, she thinks the guy is just

being friendly. She thinks hanging out won't really be that bad.

Besides, it's college! She has to make friends and network.

She smiled at him. "Fine. And I'll make sure not to break that heart of yours again!"

“By that, you mean you don't want to have dinner with me, again!? You just broke my heart, again. You

owe me another dinner!" He winked.

She laughed at his silliness. "You're impossible."

He smiled widely. "I know that.”

••••••

The continuous knock on the door caused August to rush to her door. She picked her purse, phone and

keys up then glances at her reflection on the mirror before going to it.

She's wearing a peach with white floral print wrap midi dress and peach sneakers. She wore her

shoulder length hair down and her usual light make up.

She agreed to have dinner with Henry tonight after he invited her the other day. She'll soon have

tutoring schedules every weekend and she may not have enough time to keep her promise in the

coming weeks.

He was so amazed learning about her plans of tutoring students in the university and declared their

dinner as their celebration for busier days!

Knowing Henry is always on time, she opened the door with a smile on her face. "Hey, Henry! Sorry I

—" She stopped talking as soon as she realized it's not Henry who was knocking but Flynn... with the

beautiful blonde girl beside him.

His face looked surprised to see her dressed up and ready to leave. "Are you leaving?"

She nodded and even before she could say something, her phone started ringing. She answered

Henry's call. “S—Sorry." She tells Flynn. "Hello, Henry? Where are you?"

"I'm on the 6th floor. Your apartment number is—"

Flynn looks to the direction of the elevators. Three pairs of eyes watched Henry walking towards them.

"Hanging up." Henry said as his smiled slowly faded when he noticed who was with August.

“Professor?” He looked at August. “It’s a surprise to see you here.”

August saw the smirk on Flynn’s face turning into a pleasant smile. “I’m as surprised as you,

Henry.”