I walked into David's office.
" I knew I would see you again, " he said walking to me. " What was that, you said again? " he paused, thinking of God knows what. " You are never going to see me here again. You are a bad teacher, " he mimicked mockingly. " Well, we meet again. "
" If it weren't for my mom, I wouldn't be here. . . "
" Your mom? Or you wanted more of my charming kisses? " he said pathetically.
" Save your nonsense, " I sneered walking in and taking a seat.
" I'm sure you slept well yesterday and you had your breakfast this morning. If not, then I believe my class with you, isn't helping, " he said taking a seat.
" This class is pointless. I will still love my boyfriend no matter what, " I said, folding my hands.
He leaned forward to me. His look said, you are a very naive and stupid girl, but he refrained from making such a comment. He enquired instead. " Is that a pledge you made to yourself? "
I felt embarrassed. David Hendricks was quick. Always having crazy answers to whatever I say. " Yes, " I mumbled.
" This is your first love, " he stated. " But it is over. "
Heavens above! This was the worst interview ever. He was straight, resolute___ and had never ending questions. I gave a shaky sigh. " Martinez wouldn't just dump me like that____ "
" I am fed up with hearing that jerk's name. A new rule, you are not to say his name ever again, " he said angrily. He stood and walked to me. He bent down to me and touched my hand. " I understand what you are going through. I feel your pain. But we have to let bygones be bygones. Martinez never loved you, he will never love you. He was toiling with your feeling. Don't be stupid. . . Open your eyes and see that right now, there's no guy that cares for you other than me. I want you to know that it takes time to find the perfect boyfriend or partner. I don't want you dying for someone who doesn't know what has been going on in your life lately. He doesn't care about. Do not go mad thinking he loves you because he will never. "
I swallowed in hardly. There were tears springing up in my eyes. " Just because your relationship with your girlfriend didn't work out, doesn't mean mine wouldn't____ " there was harshness in my voice.
" This isn't really a matter of my relationship, this is a matter of you, " he held my face between his warming hands. " Your reputation almost got ruined. . . That guy poses as a threat to you. It is obvious, he is getting paid to break your heart. " He grabbed my hand. " Stand, " he said slowly.
I stood, staring at him and wishing he could just be on my side for a minute. I wish he understood me. I wish he could scream to me, ' yes, Martinez loves you. You are doing the right thing by not giving up on the one you love ' .
" We both know what we are going through. Fate brought you to me for a good purpose. . . I will happily help get you back to your normal self and you will help me stop loving my ex. We can both do it. Let's be our distractions. No love, just each other's company and helper. Let's forget about them. Let's create a world where they will never exist. They are ex, so let's exile them from our mind. "
I felt charmed by him.
He stared at me, his eyes going from my eyes to my lips. " Your lips are seductive, " he confirmed, and I had the oddest notion that he was going to kiss me. Odder still, I knew I would not mind if he did.
He took me by the shoulders. Oh, Lord, he was going to kiss me___ where was my resistance? Just the feel of his hands, warm on my shoulders where the cotton material of my T-shirt didn't cover me, was making me dizzy.
I swallowed in and closed my eyes. I felt his body against mine, part of him against my rising and falling chest. Then, when I fully expected him to kiss my mouth, I felt the warm, intimate touch of his lips against the side of my neck. My legs went like water.
Suddenly it was over. He was pulling back. " My girlfriend used to kiss me on the neck and blab ' I love you '. I fell for it, " he remarked. " But whenever I and you kisses each other on the neck, it means ' I want you '. How do you like that? "
I sought for something bright to return. " What are you doing to me? You are supposed to be helping me. "
" And that's what I am doing, " he said and walked to the door. " I will be right back. "
I touched a sensitive hand to my neck where his lips had touched.
I had myself back together again, by the time he returned.
" Where did you go? " I asked, searching his face for answers.
His lips curled into a deep vicious smile. " I went to cancel my appointment with others. . . "
" Why? " I asked.
" Because I have a class with you. "
" In an hour or two, we will be through. You didn't have to do that, " I said drastically.
" I do whatever I want. It's my service and I give it to who I want to give it to, " he said brusquely.
I stared at him.
" You know what Chloe? You have your break tomorrow. No class for you and me, " he said approaching me.
" Why? " I asked.
" Because you need it, " he said.
" What will I tell my mom? " I asked.
" You want to go back to school, " he said.
" My mom will not agree to that. And she will think I'm lying, " I said.
" I will talk to her on you behalf___ "
" Why will you do that? " I asked doubting him.
" Because, I want you to see your boyfriend and realize that he doesn't care about you. He won't behave like he knows you, even if he sees you. . . I swear. "
I stood up. We were almost nose to nose with each other. " Thanks. Can you also let me skip next tomorrow's class? "
" Of course you can. But don't come running back to me in tears, " he said softly, and taking me___unresisting___by the shoulders, he gently laid his mouth against my own. Then he stepped back. I stared at him, desperately needing to say something, but there were no words there. His kiss had in no way been meant to seduce___ I knew that, understood that____ but nevertheless I felt seduced by it. I was a freaking teenager. This guy was my freaking psychologist! What the hell is going on?
" Good bye, " he said.
" Bye, " I answered and left his office as soon as I could.