He takes his glasses off to cover his face. "Oh, Edward."
"I couldn't hold it in anymore!"
"How much - "
"All of it. The watching from afar. Taking detours to catch her before her class. Looking her up in the system after seeing her present in Professor Banner's class. It started out as me just trying to see who this grad student was that my colleague raved about - "
"Right."
" - even though he's a mess who really needs to just focus on his own marriage a- "
"Focus."
"Isabella knows everything…"
…
"Even how great her ass looks in those jeans with the cut off right under - "
"Okay. So you clearly need a homework assignment."
He clicks his pen closed.
Taking a sip of my Hot Cocoa, I shift my gaze to the squirrel running across the snow.
Freshly fallen. Perfectly white. Beautifully laid.
And here's a squirrel.
Coming to fuck everything up.
There are two more days until Christmas.
One week since I've seen or heard from Bella after pouring my heart out of my ass.
Not.
One.
Word.