Page 11 of Full Service

“Fine.”

I take a sip of my coffee, knowing I should leave him in peace, but I can’t quite make myself. I want to stay as long as possible and just watch him.

“What are you working on?”

“Answering endless e-mails.”

“Ah, yeah, I bet you have a lot coming in since it’s the beginning of the semester.”

“I do.”

I grin at him and his lips twitch slightly.

“So, what does your day look like? I have two classes and then I’m off to work.”

He dips his chin slightly, his cheeks turning a little pink. Could be from the sun, or he could be remembering.

He’s so remembering. I’m unforgettable.

“Just classes and then back home.”

I should not ask, I should close my mouth and let it go, but I can’t help myself. “Anyone waiting for you there?”

He cocks his head and shakes it. “Just my fish, who happens to despise me.”

A small laugh bursts from me. “Just a fish. No handsome man or beautiful woman?”

“No, and I don’t discuss my private life with students.”

“Yeah, but I’m technically not your student. I’m your TA.”

“Hm. Same thing.”

I mean, it’s not, but I don’t argue. I get where he’s coming from, and while part of me doesn’t want to push him too much that I end up fired, the other part of me wants to see how far he’ll let me go.

He let me go pretty far the other night. All the way actually.

I gave him the full service.

“Anyways, how long have you worked here? I transferred from the local community college sophomore year.”

He glances down at his laptop and then sighs, closing it.

“I’ve been working here for about ten years. Was tenured about five years ago.”

“Oh, nice. That’s a big accomplishment.”

“It is.”

I like watching his mouth move. I want to listen to him talk all damn day, which is something new for me. I usually don’t do much talking when I’m around other men.

Do a lot of sucking though.

“Do you like teaching?”

“I like it better than research, but that’s part of my teaching requirements so I’m forced to do it.”

“Oh shit, yeah, I get that. I mean, I get not wanting to do something but having to.” His eyebrows rise at my comment, but I don’t explain, not really wanting to make this all about me. “And I actually like research. I’d love to teach a class on research methods or something. One day. Right now, I’m just focused on getting my bachelor’s and getting a real job.”

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