Page 32 of Snowed in with the Professor

“So, he like…” Alexis leaned in close, her eyes wide, this look of wonder and excitement covering her face. “He just, like, kissed you in front of all of them?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the astonished sound in her voice. I nodded and grabbed my cup of tea, bringing it to my mouth and taking a long sip. The flavors of chamomile and honey invaded my mouth.

“Yeah, it was kind of intense, if I’m being honest.” I set the cup down and simply stared at the golden hued liquid enclosed in the ceramic. My hands were still wrapped around it, the warmth flowing into me.

“You’re thinking about him right now, aren’t you?”

I glanced up and peered at Alexis. I nodded. I cleared my throat and shifted on the seat.

“So, this is, like, the real deal.” She didn’t phrase it like a question.

“I love him so much, Alexis,” I said, feeling my cheeks flame as I thought of the passion that Seth had for me, how he’d fucked me only this morning, made me get off three times before he’d finally surrendered and let me breathe.

My legs were still shaking, my pussy sore.

He was voracious for me, and I couldn’t help but feel myself falling deeper in love with him each and every day.

“And he loves you? Like that’s a dumb question given I know the answer, as he all but shouted fuck you to the school.” She grinned. “Damn, I need a guy like that, that will just say screw everything else but me.”

“What about Letterman Craig?”

She lifted an eyebrow. “Letterman Craig?” She snorted.

“It’s what I’ve been calling him because every time I see him, he’s wearing that damn high school jacket.”

She laughed. “God, don’t remind me. I keep reminding him that he needs to shelve that and put the past behind him. He’s still living in his glorious football days.”

We both started laughing.

“But you guys are, like, serious?”

I noticed her countenance shift, observed the way her cheeks flushed rosy, how she glanced away and grinned.

She didn’t have to say the words for me to hear her loud and clear.

She was into Craig, maybe things were even getting serious.

I was thrilled for her, happy for both of us that we’d found something that we deserved.

She glanced up at me then, her gaze sobering. “I really like him. I think I… am falling in love with him.”

My heart pounded double-times in my chest for her. “Does he love you back?”

She smiled gently, lovely. “He says he does.” She shrugged. “I can’t lie and say I’m not scared. I’ve never loved anyone before, Grace. I guess time will tell how things play out, but he’s incredibly lovely and even holds the door open for me, pulls out the seats before I sit down.”

“Love is a scary thing.”

She nodded, and we were silent for a time, simply pondering on everything.

I was truly thrilled for her and went out to grasp her hand in mine, giving it a squeeze. “I’m glad he’s good to you. You deserve that.”

She gave my hand a squeeze back. “And I’m glad you’re happy, Gracie.

I can’t deny that I’m a little jealous you have our sexy-as-hell professor obsessed with you, that he’s so madly in love with you he gave up his career just so he could keep you.

” She chuckled, and I heard the teasing note in her voice.

“And no doubt a lot of girls are jealous of you, Alexis. Who says chivalry is dead when you have a guy like Craig?”

“Touché,” she responded and smiled broadly. “We’re both lucky.”

Yeah, we were.

“I’d say we have a couple of keepers, Gracie.”

Yeah, looked like we really did.