Grell woke up in the room feeling the slightest headache from the night before. Naked as the day she was born, she stretched out feeling a bit of soreness on her body.

Confusion set in. What the hell happened? More importantly; why was she naked?

Turning her head she looked at the direction of the sleeping Professor next to her. Everything flooded in her mind all at rapid speed. The dinner, the drinking, and the sex.

She covered her body with the covers. The pale colour of shamed ran along her skin. 'Why me?' she thought sinking into the mattress.

Sebastian groaned moving closer to her side of the bed. His long arm reached out pulling her closer to him. His body was so warm against hers.

"I can't believe this." she muttered in a low voice.

Sebastian's eyes eyes opened slowly. His lips pressing into the skin on the back of her neck. A weak point he found the night before.

A moan escaped faster than she could mask it. He grinned nipping and sucking along her skin. "Good morning beautiful."

"Pro-"

"It's just Sebastian while we're here like this."

He peppered her skin with kisses on each of her freckles. He was in total bliss. If all mornings could be like this, he'd die a happy man.

Her stomach, along with her mind, were turning. She loved his touch. She felt welcomed and loved but, it wasn't something she wanted. Moving slowly getting out of bed. "Excuse me." She hurried her way to the toilet to think about everything that happened.

Sebastian sat up. The happiness of the night warming his heart. He released inside her six times. Surely, the amount of semen in her would bear fruit.

She locked the door feeling a mixed of anxiety and confusion. 'What have I done?' she thought. 'I slept with him again! I can't keep sleeping with my professor.'

Sebastian figured it would take some time getting out of bed. Alas, their time together couldn't have gone better than what he expected. He got out of bed slipping on his silk robe and went to make them a proper breakfast.

Her heart was still a flutter. The idea of what her sister would say or anyone else if they have found out what had happened. Realistically, her sister would have congratulated her with champagne and balloons.

Cracking open the door, she peeked out to see if he had left. She ran across the room picking up her clothing slipping it back onto her body. They felt dirty. They felt uncomfortable on her own skin.

"Are you in the mood for breakfast? I can make us something? "

She froze having her dress just pulled up to her waist. "Um...sounds lovely." Not hearing a response, she finished getting dressed.

Sebastian was more than willing to enjoy their morning together. The fantasy of future mornings made their way into his mind.

They would have coffee and breakfast in their home together. Their children learning manners during their meals. Each day becoming more of a blessing with the passing of time.

His mental thoughts slowly faded away as he heard her entering the kitchen. He looked up staring at her in the same dress as the night before. He had to make a mental note to keep some spare gowns and sleep clothes for her next stay.

"Are you hungry?"

" I do feel like I need something in my system."

He placed a plate of down on the table of eggs, toast and hash with no meat of any kind. She took a seat getting a flash of colour across her face when her stomach growled loud enough to hear.

"Sorry." she said sheepishly.

"No need to be sorry. You need some food to help wake you up."

She picked up her utensils cutting into her food. He grabbed his own food pacing it in the seat next to her. "Coffee? Tea?"

"Tea would be nice."

He fixed up his coffee and her tea returning to the table. "I hope you like it. It shouldn't be to heavy."

"It's good. Thank you."

He sat next her feeling a glow around them. This was the way his life was ment to be. He was so tempted to lock the door from the outside and keep them together in flat forever.

In the midst of their silence, her phone began to ring. She recognized the ringtone being that of her sister's. "Excuse me," she said in a hushed tone. She quickly grabbed the device running into the other room shutting the door behind her.

Sebastian moved with great skill to the door pressing his ear against it. The wood was thin enough for him to be able to hear the whole conversation.

"Hey Ann...I meant to go home last night but, I guess I had a little bit too much to drink. I stayed the night but, I'll be leaving after breakfast."

To Sebastian's other surprise, she hadn't mentioned about them being intimate. He assumed that most people wouldn't ever share such details with their siblings anyway. He pushed away from the door causing still no noise going back to his food.

It took a couple of minutes for her to wrap up the conversation feeling the pit of your stomach still uneasy. The whole time her sister knew exactly what had happened. Angelina wasn't stupid.

Grell moved back to the table taking her seat. "Sorry about that. My sister was worried about me."

"It's fine. I would be worried to if I was to not see someone I loved come back home. Especially with no call or text."

She groaned while her well manicured nails ran across her face. The shame of making her older sister worried was more than enough to make her feel bad. This did not go well. "I know, I know. It should have been the first thing I had done once I started drinking."

He patted her arm trying to be of some comfort. He stayed by her side watching her eat as they finished up their meal. After a quick change of clothes, he took her home.

Grell got dressed for her date. The pink dress really made her legs look amazing. In a set of black heels, she grabbed her purse going down the stairs.

Angelina was fast asleep on the couch. Her body slumped over her laptop. The open pages were to her researching for the big move. With a gentle hand, she laid her down and put away her laptop.

She grabbed a spare blanket covering her up before leaving for the specified meeting place.

The small restaurant had groups of people standing about the outside with lit cigarettes in their hands. A couple of them talking loudly over the sounds of a nearby pub. Drunken people stumbling out of the building with friends to hold them up.

Grell moved passed the door into the rather nice looking place. 'At least it's not a damn fast food place,' she thought. 'Never again.'

The notification tone went off on her phone. Opening the message she noticed a message from an unknown number. "I'm here. Right by the hostess stand." She lowered her phone to look at the stand across the entrance.

There stood a rather handsome dirty blonde in a dark grey, casual suit. His eyes matching her own in interest.

'Oh no. He's hot.'

He gave her figure a good look as he approached with a cocky grin. 'Definitely better lookin' than Angie.'

"Nice to meet ya. I've heard a lot about you from ya sister."

"I hope it was all good."

He took her hand kissing it with all his intention. "Oh aye."

Her skin grew goosebumps as she could feel his hot breath on her. She pulled back her hand slightly as they moved towards the hostess stand.

They took a seat by one of the larger windows. Eric was really someone who had never been on a date with someone like her. It was very abnormal to him. Normally his friends would recommend the type of people whom he would take to the seediest pubs. This was a pleasant change.

Grell couldn't help it feel nervous. Such an attractive man. She could have sworn that her older sister would have kept all the handsome looking ones to herself. She hoped there wasn't anything too bad with him.

They placed their orders staring at each other. No words were necessary to express the sexual tension between them. Eric was more interested than originally when Angelina was bring up the idea of a date.

"So, I heard you're in Uni?"

"Oh. Yeah, I'm hoping to get my bachelor's degree done before I move on my own."

"Really?"

Eric scooted his seat closer to her. She gave a small giggle feeling a bit more confortable about the date. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all?

Eric puffed up his chest a bit feeling more relaxed. The food soon arrived for them. Eric tried his best to remind himself of his manners. He couldn't dig in like an animal in front of a lady. There would be no possibility of getting down and dirty if he did.

He caressed her hand and gave her the eyes whenever possible. Grell was much more in the mood than she had anticipated.

Grell's hands moved along his arm feeling his muscles. A real athletic man. She loved a man that could easily toss her over his shoulder.

She drank at least, three glasses of wine by the time dinner had finished. Eric had only gone through two beers. Both of them more relaxed and willing to become physical.

Eric had her by the waist as he took her to his car. An old, 1970, grey Camaro was his vehicle of choice. He had treated this car as if it was his own child. One that he had got plenty of action in.

He helped her into the passenger seat ready for the second part of their date. Grell was excited to be able to go out and have fun. She was slightly tispy but, not enough to be unaware of her actions.

The Scotsman got into the driver's seat. "So, where would you like to go next?"

She tapped her nails against her lips. "Perhaps we could enjoy the lovely weather tonight? Maybe a park nearby?"

He grinned putting the his wheels in motion. The closest park was a familiar spot. One that has been kind to his previous dates.

He placed his hand on her thigh as he drove. He waited for her to react to him. When she didn't push him away, he raised his hand onto her into thigh.

It felt good. It felt, so sexually charged that, she couldn't help but want more of him. Here she was with a man she had just met. All too familiar of a scenario.