A/N: So... enjoy lol

Chapter 3

A Storm

"Damn-it Ms. Jones, I've been trying to reach you for hours and you open the door like this..." I blinked and realized it was Mr. Evans. Bitch you don't have any pants on…

"What? Why are you even here?" I asked growing angry that this man was back at my place yet again especially after giving me that bullshit assignment about respecting damn boundaries.

"Have you been drinking?"

"What the fuck does it matter to you? Again, why are you here!" My phone started going off and turned to go check it leaving him standing there.

Hot moma, you safe?

Yes? Why?

Tornado warning, I can come over.

oh.. nah I'll be fine, I have candles and stuff.

Oh shit is that why he is here? I swear this man is so damn confusing and I need to put some pants on but doI? I mean he came to my damn apartment… fuck him!

I turned back around and noticed that he let himself in and was standing there wiping his face off, I scanned him and noticed that he was soaking wet.

"Let me get you a towel." I said breaking him from his action to shoot me an appreciative smile. I walked down the hall to my bathroom and grabbed him a towel before quickly going into my room and putting on some pajama bottoms. When I walked back into the living room he was still standing in the same spot, I could tell he felt a little out of place but it was his fault for even coming over here.

"Here."

"Thank you… I appreciate it." He said under his breath. I just nodded and went into my laundry room remembering I had a pair of Noah's short and a shirt from when he left them.

"You should get changed… the bathroom's down the hall."

"You're being awfully kind to someone you consider an asshole." He quipped.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, in your last email you called me an asshole."

"Well if the boot fits." I snapped back at him. "Look you're dripping water everywhere and being that you came all this way for whatever reason and we're under some type of tornado warning so please just for however long you plan on invading my personal space stop being such.. well an asshole!" He didn't say anything he just nodded and walked to the bathroom coming out a few minutes later with his wet clothes in his hands.

"I can put them in the dryer." I said walking over to him and reaching for his wet clothes which he gave without hesitation. I quickly put them in the dryer then went back to the living room and moved all the things I had on the couch so he could sit down. Why was this damn here? Girl you not even asking him any questions! You just being all helpful and shit, ask his ass why he is there and make sure he gives you real answers.

"Look Mercedes, I want to apologize for giving you an unrealistic deadline and also the reason I'm here is because you stopped responding and I sent over five additional emails without any response… with the storm I got concerned." He said suddenly catching me off guard. Did he just call me by my real name? Sounded kinda sexy… GIRL! Get a damn grip!

"So what, now that I'm not your student you're calling me by my first name?" I asked with a smirk feeling somewhat triumphant.

"I don't want you to drop my class and I don't want you to think I'm purposely failing you. That's not the case…"

"Oh you're purposely failing me and I know it. I may have been drunk but I still stand by what I said the other night. You know my papers are good admit it." I said poking his chest with my finger. Whew lawd this man was solid as a damn rock! I wonder if I can… nope nope nope stop while you're ahead. Always trying to be a little hoe.

"I'll admit some of them were good yes but you got the grade you deserved. Contrary to what you think I think highly of your writing but you haven't shown your true potential, I see your writing in every other student that you've helped so like I said if you tried harder you'd get a passing grade." I just toll my eyes and it finally hits me to ask him something that had been bugging me.

"Why do you know where I live?"

"Student directory and it's on the form you gave the first day of class." Damn… this man knew where I lived this whole time. So much for a conspiracy. The were an awkward silence between us because I literally didn't know what the hell to say to his ass which is a first and he was just standing there looking-

"I can see how me coming over twice kinda makes the whole 'respecting boundaries' things difficult." He said sitting down with half smile.

"Why are you even here? You could have easily let me not attend your class and that be that, it doesn't effect anyone but me."

Before he could answer there was loud and blaring noise that sounded like the fire truck or train. I turned my head to see if I was just hearing things before I felt Mr. Evans nudge me gently and I looked back at him but I couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Mercedes we have to get out of the living room." He said getting up and nudging me along.

"Ah… we can go to my room? My closet is pretty big and windowless." I said finally realizing what was going. Okay I looked at the pants he was wearing to see if I could see… and I could see! Bitch now is not the time.

I grabbed his hand and guided him to my room and as soon as we entered the lights went out. I turned and squeezed by him to grab my flashlights from my end table drawer before handing him one and going inside my closet with him behind me. He closed the door as I turned on my light and found an empty spot on the floor, he came and sat beside me clearing his throat when our arms brushed against each other.

"You okay?" He asked after he got settled.

"Peachy. Just want this to be over..." I replied looking up at the ceiling and before I knew it I wrapped my arms around his neck as my apartment started to shake and the loud sound of trains whistled throughout the place. I squeezed my eyes shut and dug my head into his shoulder and we're being honest I kinda inhaled is cologne… only kinda though. The loud noises and rumbling seem to last forever but it eventually stopped and felt his arms around my body and his steady breathing against my cheek helped me calm down.

"I think it's passing." He said softly before pulling away a little to look at me, I nodded but didn't let go of him until I realized he was trying to get up.

"Stay here, I'm going to go check on everything." He said grabbing the flash light and walking out leaving me there to wait. I could hear him shuffling around and then I heard my front door open and then close. I started to get up when I heard the door open again followed by floppy foot steps and smiled thinking about him being all wet again. Brace yourself, he might need more clothes and sugar you don't have anymore. Let's hope he does… When he came back in he had a concerned look on his face and was raking his hand through his hair.

"So?"

"Everything looks okay, minus a few fallen tree branches and busted windows. My truck didn't fair so lucky a damn tree fell right on the back of it." He replied slightly chuckling. Damn it's cute when he cusses… I wonder if I … HOE!

"Well it could be worse, at least we're okay." I said walking over to him with an empathetic smile.

"That's true, signal's out so I can't call for a tow just yet."

"Well now you're really stuck here, come on I have candles we can play cards or something." I said patting him on his shoulder.

…

After lighting all the candles I could find and settling back into the living room we agreed a healthy game of UNO would be a good distraction until the power was back on. It was surprisingly chill until my inability to not let things go crept back up…

"So you came all the way over here to make sure… what?" He looked at me for a moment before a chuckling.

"You're usually very combative and overly responsive so when you stopped responding I'll admit I got worried but I waited a few before convincing myself to come over. Again, contrary to what you think I'm not a complete asshole." He replied, I looked at him for a moment and then I saw it… and before any of you think I'm imagining things I know how what I saw.

"Oh my God! You are attracted to me! I knew my damn spidey senses weren't wrong! Wait… oh shit you're attracted to me." Bitch he attracted to you! BITTTTCHHH… Don't say something stup-

"So what you want to make out or something?" God damnit Mercedes you had one job! ONE JOB and it's to not be a hoe! I mean does he though?

"Ms. Jones, that is not appropriate and I'm still you're teacher." He replied letting out a deep breath.

"No, no don't start calling me 'Ms. Jones' again and you're not my teacher anymore because I'm refusing to return to your class."

"You have to get it approved by me for the transfer and I don't accept your reason for leaving my class. So if you don't show up you will fail because you couldn't handle my class not because of me." Slap him.

"Yet here you are in my house looking mighty comfortable not denying you're attracted to me so… who's really in the wrong here?"

"You're so damn difficult." He replied through gritted teeth. I smirked and got up from where I sitting and walked over to where he was siting giving him a daring look.

"Mhm.. and you like it otherwise you would've left by now." I said smirking.

"Admit it."

"I have nothing to admit..." Lie.

You know how normal people have this voice in their heads that you know tell them when they're about to do something stupid? Yeah so I personally never listen to mine or I just plain don't have one. My moma used to always tell me that one day I'm going to get myself into some shit that only I will be able to get out of.. alone. Also remember the very first thing I said about it taking three months..? Wellll…. Technically I didn't lie… just like yeah.

I moved closer to him until I was standing in between his legs looking down at him with slightly amused expression. I felt fearless and decided to slowly straddle him and being that he made no move to escape my advance I couldn't help but smirk. I ran the palms of my hand slowly up before wrapping them around his neck and raking them through his damp locks.

"Ms. Jones..."

"Uh-uh, call me by name." I interrupted biting my lip and smiling at when I noticed his eyes grow darker. "Can I call you by yours?" I asked seductively while I ran one of my fingers along his neck and jaw.

His breathing increased slightly and he shifted under me before placing both of his hands on thighs slowly running them up until he reached my hips. He gently squeezed causing my own breathing to hitch, the look in his eyes was making my heart race and when he licked his lip I couldn't help but bite mine to stifle my moan. He continued caressing and squeezing my hips making me involuntarily to rock them against him, whatever self control I had flew out of the window when I felt him growing beneath me and I couldn't help but groan. My eyes started flutter as I tilted my head back when he ran on of his hands slowly up my spine before pulling me flush against him.

"Look at me." Shit his voice is so sexy, has it always been this deep? Dear Lord this man's hands are lethal and I wish he would kiss me! Ah shit did he just nuzzle my neck?

"Mercedes look at me." He said again and I finally looked down at him and he leaned in brushing his lips against my cheek ghosting my lips making me whimper, he leaned in again looking at me intensely and pressed his lips to mine. His was soft but demanding and they tasted like cherries, when he ran his tongue across my bottom lip then sucking on it I did something I'd never thought I do… You guessed it, a bitch panicked y'all...like don't get me wrong I wanted this but I wasn't sure why and sometimes I think logically… SOMETIMES!

I unwrapped my hands and quickly removed myself for his embrace, blinking fast and trying to gather my wits but his low chuckle caused to look at him with a confused expression. I watched as he got up and slowly closed the gap between us pulling me into him and looking at me with the darkest eyes and leaned down then kissed my neck causing me to inhale sharply and chills rushed throughout my body. I felt him smile against my skin and the low timber of his laugh radiated causing goosebumps to form as he kissed my collar bone while his hands played with the hem of my lace camisole before making contact with flesh and moved up slowly making me shudder and let out moan. He reached behind and slid a hand up until he reached the clasp of my bra and right before he finished unhooking it the lights came back on.

"What the hell am I doing?" He said to his self before pulling away and leaving me hot and bothered again. I know it's my fault but still… I am hot and bothered.

"Transfer approved, just email the document." He continued moving away and going for his phone.

"Wait what?"

"Ms. Jones… we have crossed the line and I can not continue to be your teacher after… It's not professional. I keep doing unprofessional things around you and I've worked to hard to get where I am. I mean I don't even know how old you are! I will let Mr. Watson know you'll be joining his class promptly. I will call for a tow later I need… good night." He replied then walked out leaving me standing there looking crazy.

Well…bitch, now you really did it now. Shit!

Sooooo...? So Mercedes ahhh she ain't really got no chill.. next chapter is really funny and again she still tripping a little. I'm almost done finishing it up so it should be up later this evening! Oh and Sam not as up tight as we think... you'll see lol Until next time! XOXO