It's 3:26.
Will you be right on time? I do love punctuality.
Maybe if you're late I can punish you.
Wrong track.
Wrong track.
Knock, Knock.
Guess they'll be no punishment for you.
God. Just the thought of turning your ass and thighs red from -
Knock, Knock.
Right.
I clear my throat.
"Come in."
I stand as to seem respectful, but in reality, I just need to stop bouncing my leg cause that shit annoys even me.
You push the door open and peek inside with a bright smile on your face.
Jesus. Christ.
You're so fucking gorgeous up close.
I'm going to throw up. Stop being such a little bitch.
You reach your hand out for me to shake. "Professor Masen? I'm Bella Swan. My sister Roaslie emailed you about my stopping by. I hope this is ok."
I shake her hand with a small smile. Wow. Look at me. I clear my throat as I smooth out my shirt. "Yes, of course. I told her this would be fine." I gesture for her to have a seat in front of my desk. I sit back down in my chair. And there goes my leg.
Her eyes dance around my desk and up my torso before finally reaching my eyes. "Good. I wasn't sure. She never told me if you responded."