Chapter 1:
As Emma walks up to the magnificent site before her, she feels a light squeeze on her hand. She turns to face the man standing next to her, her love, her husband Killian. The man she married straight out of high school, her high school sweetheart. She gave a light squeeze back to the hand that was intertwined with hers as they file in with the mass of students coming to and from class. She still admires every inch of this place, the millions of quads where students gather between classes, the miles of beautiful old architecture that gives you real old college feel. Almost, kind of reminds you of Hogwarts you could say but, not even Hogwarts has anything on New York University. NYU, the place Emma now calls home. This place is beautiful, magnificent really, but it is not like where she grew up and preferred to stay. The unbelievably hot, dry weather of Miami, the traffic, Miami's own beautiful architecture and sadly even the 100 degrees plus weather. Now here she is starting her second semester of junior year at a school she never saw herself in and freezing in the below 0-degree weather they are particularly having today. She had to admit she did miss the comforts of UM (University of Miami) but, she was also happy Killian was accepted into an amazing engineering program. It has always been bittersweet for Emma, moving to New York, leaving the struggles of her life back in Miami. She shrugged off her emotions, happy to be here with Killian in a new chapter of their lives. Hoping this move will help them find their way again, for Killian to less angry, hurtful and bring back joy into their so-called love life. Hand in hand Emma and Killian walk through the glass double doors before them, beginning their day.
"Well this is me. Meet me later for lunch?"
"Of course." Emma answered with a smile, while leaning up and giving him a quick kiss. He gave Emma a warm smile and a small wave while walking down the hall toward his class.
Emma looked down at her phone. Shit, she thought. Her class starts in fifteen minutes and it takes twenty minutes to walk from the engineer building she was currently in to the law building where she needs to be. She rushed out the building and basically sprinted towards the science hall. She flung herself through the classroom door and nearly tripped over her own feet, making her way to her seat, finally settling in when the door slammed shut.
Emma felt the heat rising in her body, her cheeks burning, turning red, as she hears the all too familiar sound of heels clicking against the tile floor. Emma looks up, staring at the beautiful woman walking across the room. Nice to know she hasn't changed at all over winter break, Emma thought. The gorgeous older woman makes her way to her desk, turning and facing her students, her brown hair falling to her shoulders in a long, wavy bob, her caramel eyes, burrowing into every student. Emma always couldn't help but notice the outfits her professor would be wearing. Today, Emma noticed the professor was wearing black slacks that clung to every toned curve of her legs and her perfectly sculpted ass, a red blouse with a couple of buttons open at the top, black stiletto heels, and a black dress jacket to complete her ensemble. Oh, and not to mention the red lipstick that sculpts her perfectly plump lips. Every outfit her teacher would wear made something rise in Emma, making her stare and want the professor more then she even thought possible.
"Good Morning class."
The unbelievably sexy tone of her professor's voice brought Emma out of her trance. In her lifetime, Emma has found herself attracted to women she'd seen or even been friends with but has always been with Killian and faithful to her husband, although, she has never been pulled toward someone like Emma has with the older woman, ever since she met the professor her first standing before her, which always confused her and terrified her. She knew she shouldn't be thinking about this mysterious woman before her because she was married. She didn't even know her professor. Emma has always waved these thoughts off as nothing more than an infatuation, maybe even lust.
"Good morning Dr. Mills," the class mumbled. Emma looked around the class noticing her fellow students weren't so much morning people as she was. Dr. Regina Mills was everyone's first class of the day, bright and early.
Ms. Mills went about lecturing, going through the different realms of politics. Emily wasn't paying too much attention anymore she had her head rested on her hand, as she stared at Dr. Mills, watching her walk back and forth through the classroom as she lectured. She had to admit, her professor was impressive. The way she carried herself with such confidence, poise, and class, how she worked to get her doctorate in Law and Policy and is now the most requested professor for those pre-law, law enforcement, politics, etc.
Emma's mind kept wondering off, soon landing on a thought of her husband, she felt a flicker of guilt. Why didn't she feel this way toward him or think about him as much as she did her professor? Killian has always been so good to Emma, and loved her so much, well up until the last couple years. Emma loved Killian, she always has but when she met Professor Mills and developed odd feelings and attractions for her, she second guessed the love she really did have for her husband. NO! she thought to herself. She couldn't be thinking that way. She was with Killian, has been for the last 6 years.
The rustling of her classmates woke Emma from her daydream to notice class has come to an end. She starts putting things into her bag when she noticed she didn't take a single note. Well great, she thought. "I guess I'll just get them from Ruby," she mumbled to herself. As she said that she realized Ruby didn't show up to class today. Guess I must get them from one of the guys, she thought. Emma and Ruby have group session and occasionally hang out with a few friends from the same class.
Ruby or Red as she goes by is Emma's best friend and has been since the first day she arrived here. Red instantly came up to her after class one day and initiated conversation. Ruby has always been outgoing and not shy at all, Emma couldn't help but laugh at the thought of her best friend. Emma gathered the rest of her things and was starting to head out of the classroom, when that sexy voice froze her in place.
"Miss Swan, can I speak with you a moment," her professor asked, well not so much asked, as state in a matter of fact manner. Emma took a deep breath and headed down the stairs towards the professor. No one ever made Emma nervous or tongue tied more than Ms. Mills did. Emma has never been one to shy away from anything but; Professor Mills always knew how to knock her off her game. Once she reached her destination, Emma stood tall and felt herself suck in her breath. Dr. Mills turned to look at her student standing before her and smiled.
Before she could say anything, Regina took the sight before her. Looking her student up and down, something she shouldn't be doing, but always found herself having wondering eyes when it came to Emma. The student who stood before her was gorgeous. The way her long, blonde, wavy hair fell around her face, how her jade green eyes always stared back into her caramel ones, challenging her. How since it was cold today, Emma was wearing a black sweater that swooped down into a v-shaped neck line and hugged every part of her curves. The professor's eyes drifted down and noticed the student wearing her famous skinny jeans she always sees her in and black heeled boots and don't forget her signature red leather jacket. Regina has always loved the way Emma dressed. Everything the younger woman wore showed off her well-endowed curves, and athletic build. Dr. Mills has always preferred younger women to those of her own age. The ones more her age always wanted something more from the Professor to either have a relationship with her, threaten her career or to leave their loveless marriages, whereas the younger women knew that it was just about sex and Regina loved that. She could set her own pace. There was something different about the student standing before her. She wanted Emma, correction needed Emma. For now, Regina must shove off her need for Miss Swan due to the fact she's married and off limits to the professor. She looked back up into her students face to notice Emma looked to be in her own little world, so the professor began to speak.
As Emma stood before her Professor, she could have sworn the professor was checking her out. Emma shook it off, there's no way she could have been, Emma thought. Before she could get any further into her thoughts, Dr. Mills was already speaking. "Was something wrong today Miss Swan? You're not usually so quiet during my class."
Emily shot her head up and her eyes met the professors, "Sorry Dr. Mills. Everything is good. Just a little distracted today." She gave the professor a smirk. Emma did miss the banters her and her professor would have throughout the class. She always liked challenging the older woman. "Next time pay attention in my class Miss Swan, don't waste either of our times." All Emma could do was nod her head letting her teacher know she understood. "Okay great. See you soon Miss Swan," Dr. Mills said with a smirk, then brushed passed Emma, headed upstairs, and then she was gone. Once the professor was out of her sight Emma finally let out the breath she didn't even know she was holding.