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He and I are the last to leave, but before I can scurry out of the door, a firm grasp on my left hand makes me jolt back and stop.

I turn around to him towering over me, far too close. I step back and look up.

How is he even more attractive than the last time I saw him? His glasses are the perfect fit for his face and add that extra ounce of nerdiness. He didn’t have them on when we first met, but wow they have a mighty impact. His square jaw is kissed with light stubble. His eyes are hopeful yet pleading as he stares into me.

He’s also wearing the same coat he wore on New Year’s Eve. His familiar smoky, yet fresh scent fills my mind with memories of him holding me. How wonderful of me to find myself in this situation.

This should be fun.

Chapter

4

Quin

Playlist:Start Over– Imagine dragons

I knew the moment I stood briefly outside of that classroom that it was her.

The woman I kissed on New Year’s Eve, as fireworks lit up the sky. The petite, gorgeous, intelligent woman I haven’t stopped thinking about since.

I thought she was a tutor, but after seeing her in my biomechanical seminar, I’m not so sure.

She was lecturing the nursing class I walked by earlier, but now she’s sat taking notes in my class. This makes my thoughts about her seem wrong.

Fuck.She’s upset. I can see that, but I need a chance to explain why I didn’t text her back.

Whether she’ll believe me or not.

She’s even more stunning than I remember.

Her dark hair, long and tucked behind her ears. Bangs hanging loosely around her face.

I tried to keep it together during the seminar, but every time my eyes found her, I felt her lips on mine again.

And now I’m staring at them. Those fucking delightful lips that were set on mine. The warmth, spice and sweetness of her tongue entwining with mine. She’s somehow left a lasting impression on my barely touched soul.

I’ve thought about her when I’ve been alone over the last fewweeks. I’ve thought some… inappropriate things. I now have no idea how old she is, and I’m scared to find out. I pulled her away from the door so we could speak before we left the site, but she does not look like she wants to discuss matters right now. I guess I can’t blame her for that. Most would do the same.

She moves back from me, which pains me slightly, and she seems to take me in for a moment. I do the same before breaking the silence.

“Lista I can explain…” She cuts me short before I can continue.

“Quin, whilst I’d love to chat any other time, I’d rather not do this. I don’t need to hear your excuses, ok? You don’t owe me anything. I’m just a random girl you happened upon. I just need to be home right now so I can pretend today never happened”.

“Please Lista, hear me out” I say tapping her shoulder, almost begging her not to leave. She turns back to me fiercely. I’m slightly nervous I might get my nose broken too if I continue.

“Look Quin, I’m fucking embarrassed and humiliated enough as it is, so please just give me the benefit of the doubt and let me walk away. This is weird enough as it is”.

As she goes to turn away again, I have to just say it, so she knows I’m not a complete douche.

“Lista, I lost my phone. It wasn’t my choice not to message you back” I say desperately hoping she won’t just dismiss me. She turns back around, lips turned into a sarcastic smile and shaking her head lightly.

“Are you serious? You don’t need to make me feel better about ghosting me by making up some stupid excuse now that you’re forced to see me Quin. I get it. I’m fucking used to guys doing this, so spare me the shit”.

“Lista, I swear. Please. I might be a grumpy asshole according to my students, but I’m not a liar. I wouldn’t do that to someone. You can ask Edward. He was there when it happened”.

She places her bag down and sits on the nearest surface, which happens to be my class desk. It’s not the right time, but she looks so good sat there right now.

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