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A PROMISE
~Flashback~
He caressed her back softly, murmuring his devotion to her as his fingers traced lightly down her spine. She shivered under his touch. She had never felt this way before and although it scared the life out of her, the feeling of love overwhelmed her mind and she accepted it eagerly.
Kathryn turned and came face to face with Michael. She gently pulled him down for a kiss. "Oh god, I love you so much," she whispered.
"You are so beautiful," Michael said as he ran his thumb down her cheek.
"Promise we'll be together forever?" Kathryn asked hopefully.
"I promise."
~End of Flashback~
"Miss Merteuil, please answer the question," Professor Nately said.
Kathryn sat staring at her desk, not moving.
"Kathryn? Kathryn!"
Kathryn suddenly realized someone was calling her and looked up at the attractive young man in front of her. "Yes? I'm sorry." She glanced around and noticed everyone in the classroom staring at her.
"Please answer the question."
"I'm sorry, what question was that?" Kathryn felt hot anger soaring through her.
"For whom did Shakespeare write, "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
"An Earl, they were in love," Kathryn answered in a tight voice.
"Finally, an answer, please pay attention next time Miss Merteuil."
Kathryn nodded but didn't say anything. What an ass, but he'll get what's coming, she thought.
A PROMISE
~Flashback~
He caressed her back softly, murmuring his devotion to her as his fingers traced lightly down her spine. She shivered under his touch. She had never felt this way before and although it scared the life out of her, the feeling of love overwhelmed her mind and she accepted it eagerly.
Kathryn turned and came face to face with Michael. She gently pulled him down for a kiss. "Oh god, I love you so much," she whispered.
"You are so beautiful," Michael said as he ran his thumb down her cheek.
"Promise we'll be together forever?" Kathryn asked hopefully.
"I promise."
~End of Flashback~
"Miss Merteuil, please answer the question," Professor Nately said.
Kathryn sat staring at her desk, not moving.
"Kathryn? Kathryn!"
Kathryn suddenly realized someone was calling her and looked up at the attractive young man in front of her. "Yes? I'm sorry." She glanced around and noticed everyone in the classroom staring at her.
"Please answer the question."
"I'm sorry, what question was that?" Kathryn felt hot anger soaring through her.
"For whom did Shakespeare write, "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
"An Earl, they were in love," Kathryn answered in a tight voice.
"Finally, an answer, please pay attention next time Miss Merteuil."
Kathryn nodded but didn't say anything. What an ass, but he'll get what's coming, she thought.