Professor F novel Chapter 16

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!

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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.