The Educator novel Chapter 20

The next morning, I wake up and head downstairs. I see Elliot and he sees me immediately. Last night came flashing back. I walk downstairs and a knock was on the door. It was room service, as usual. Once everything was on the breakfast nook, Elliot and I sit and eat but in silence. It was awkward, as if we were back to square one. A few minutes into the meal and we’re still silent. I could not forget the conversation that I heard last night but it didn’t make me feel awkward. It made me feel as if I was hoping that I could hear it, needless to say from his lips.

“Elliot” I whisper, “about last night… I just wanted to clear the air”

Elliot is silent and not looking at me. He is just staring down at his food. I look at him and say, “Elliot, I just want to know where we are. I’m not insisting that this be something serious. I just wan----”

“Let’s go out later, maybe to the beach? Get some sun” He suggests.

I blink and stare at him, “What? Elliot…”

“Come on, it will be fun. I was thinking island hopping too” he suddenly stands and is headed to his room. He looks over me and says, “Come on!”

I stand and I follow him, “Elliot we should talk about this” I open his door. I see Elliot changing clothes, his top off and his bottoms the only piece of clothing covering him. We both stand, looking at one another. I walk up to him, “Why are you avoiding me?”

“I’m not” he whispers but he just continues to look at me intently. I swallow and place my hands over my chess. I press my lips together and open if for a moment. Elliot walks come closer to me, he hovers and we both quiet still. I look up at him, our eye connecting. My surroundings suddenly feel as if its not there. My ears a deaf, high pitched eerie sounds and everything around us looks blurred. Elliot cups my face in his hands and kisses me softly, lightly but passionately. He pulls away for a moment to look at my reaction and when he realizes that I am nowhere near protesting, he pulls me in again, this time by my waist. He slides his hands underneath my thighs to hoist me up, slams me on the bed. I use my arms to move my body to the upper part of the bed, just underneath the headboard. Elliot craws over me, topping me over and continues to kiss me still. I pull him by his hair, signaling him to come closer to me.