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"I've actually been having the same dream now for several nights.” She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "It's always raining, but there's a man there holding an umbrella above the two of us so that we don't get soaked."
Her gaze finally met mine. And for a moment it was just us. It felt right. But also wrong.
"And he kisses me,” she said.
So fucking wrong.It was exactly what I wanted to hear. So why wasn’t I happy to hear it?
Someone in the room laughed and Penny quickly sat back down.
It felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room as I watched Tyler lean over and whisper something in her ear. I turned away. I had a class to teach. Not whatever the hell I was currently doing. But the way I felt when she turned to Tyler gave me a pretty clear picture of why I was bothered by her dream. It was because I could never have her. I’d never get to kiss her. Taste her. We’d only ever be in each other’s dreams.
I walked over to the board and picked up a piece of chalk, being careful not to snap it in my hand.Breathe.I wrote the word "emotion” on the board and turned back around, hoping that I looked composed. "The best advice I can give you is to make your speech personal. You want to draw emotion from your audience. You want to hook them." I made a fist to emphasize my point.
"That's why this first speech is easy. You're all speaking about someone you admire, someone who has helped shape who you've become. It's personal. Make your classmates aware of that. Don't ever be afraid to show emotion."
I looked out at all my students, making sure to not let my eyes focus on Penny, and tried to think of a way to make everything about today’s class make sense. I was all over the place. And if I didn’t get my shit together, one of these students might complain. I’d be fired for something other than sleeping with Penny. Which seemed like a waste. "Many psychologists will tell you that there are hidden meanings in your dreams, but I've never seen it that way. They're quite black and white. The first thing that comes to your mind when you think of your dream is what it truly means. And it's emotional.” I looked at a boy on the opposite side of the class as Penny, trying hard not to glance at her. “Fear." I looked at the girl who had snickered at Penny. "Anger." And finally my eyes landed briefly on Penny."Desire.” I couldn’t help it.Breathe.
"So when you think of who you're going to talk about, figure out the emotion that they make you feel." I glanced at the clock.Thank God."And I will see you all on Wednesday." I walked away from the board.
A girl in the front row quickly got up from her desk and walked up to me. She started asking questions about all the upcoming assignments. She went on and on even though all her answers were in the syllabus. I tried to stay focused on her questions instead of watching Penny slowly gathering her things. I could tell she wanted to talk to me. That she was delaying leaving.
But I couldn’t dismiss the student in front of me. It was better that I had a distraction. Better that I didn’t have time to flirt with a student.
Yet, I watched Penny as she got up and walked past my desk.Look at me. She’d flirted with me in class. Blatantly.Look at me.
I tilted my head so I could see her better over the student in front of me. We made eye contact for just a moment. I couldn’t tell her to wait. That I wanted to talk to her. Needed to talk to her. I raised my left eyebrow, silently willing her to come over to me.
Instead, she broke eye contact and walked out the door without a word.
And that was for the best. I knew it and yet…I didn’t want that to ever happen again.
“Professor Hunter?” the girl in front of me asked.
“Yes?” I should have known her name by now. I made a good habit of learning my student’s names, but I was drawing a blank.
“I asked when your office hours are.”
“I mention it in the syllabus. Look that over today and if you have any more questions you can ask them on Wednesday, okay? But I have a feeling it’ll cover everything you’ve been wondering.”
“Oh. Okay.” She looked dejected. I should have felt bad for shutting down an eager mind, but I knew she wasn’t talking to me for educational purposes. Or else she would have askedme a real question. Something at least a little insightful. And she wouldn’t be leaning forward so much, making her breasts practically spill out of her shirt. I’d dealt with this behavior before with my stalker.
“Anything else?” I asked, trying not to sound too rude.
“Um.” She twirled a loose strand of hair around her finger and leaned forward slightly. She was wearing a shirt that showed off her toned stomach. Tan skin, long dark hair. She was attractive. But I wasn’t attracted to her. I had my eyes set on someone else.
I glanced back at the door. “Well, then. Definitely check out that syllabus.” I grabbed my satchel. “It’ll have all the answers you’re looking for.” I started to walk out of the room.
“I hope you have a really great day, Professor Hunter,” she said to my back as I retreated out of the room. The way she said it sounded dirty. But not in a good way.
I took a deep breath as I made my way outside. There was a reason I kept my distance from students. I did not need awkward encounters like that. But being with Penny had been anything but awkward. And the way she said my name was dirty too…but in a really fucking great way. It was just further proof that I shouldn’t fraternize with students. It was a bad idea. But sometimes bad things felt really good.
Obsessed - Chapter 8
Monday
I was currently lying in corpse pose, staring at my living room ceiling. Dr. Clark would be happy with me at my next session. But I wasn’t doing this for him. For some reason I liked this one yoga pose. Just the one. The rest of it was slow ridiculousness.
Corpse pose.I let the name roll around in my head as I kept my body completely still. Maybe I liked it because I spent most nights doing the same thing in the comfort of my bed. But lying on the hardwood floor? It felt fitting. Like it was my punishment for wanting to fuck one of my students. I turned my head to look at the floorboards.Maybe I’d fuck her right here.
