Chapter 7, FINALLY! You have no idea how sorry I am that this hasn't been posted in a while. Ever since I got back from England and one of my managers got promoted to another store, I kinda got promoted to his old job and just been working like crazy!! Hope none of you have given up on me yet, I will most definitely try to post as much as I can. :) Again, I am so, so, soo, sorry (L)

It was silent, and Jeff was beginning to feel awkward. He had just told John, his best friend, about all the conversations, and all the gentle caresses him and his teacher, the gorgeous Mr. Copeland, have shared whenever the two were together.

Jeff took in his surroundings, deciding to give John a couple more minutes to register what he had just said to him. They had pulled into the schools car park and Jeff couldn't wait until they were out of the car to tell John, so he started blurting out everything. Well mostly everything. He didn't want to tell John about Mr. C's first name, feeling kind of special that he was the only one who could call him by it... that and the fact that Mr. C had asked him not too.

Looking out the window, Jeff noticed the teacher his mind was always so willing to think about, exiting his car, carrying a bunch of books while also trying to carry his coffee. Smiling sadly to himself, Jeff wanted so badly to dash out of the car and help the struggling professor.

Looking back to John and seeing that he was still trying to figure out how this all came to be so suddenly, and without his knowledge of any of it, Jeff decided to take this as his opportunity.

"Look John, I would love to stay and chat... really, but we're gunna be late so I'll talk to you at lunch, okay?"

John looked at his car clock, then finally looked at Jeff and seemed confused, there was loads of time left, but he only nodded in response to Jeff which made the rainbow haired boy smile.

"Good," Jeff grabbed his stuff and leaned over to John giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll see you later."

And with those words said, Jeff stumbled out of the car and literally ran to Mr. C's side, making sure to slow down and catch his breath before he got right to him, not wanting to seem too eager.

"Good morning Mr. Copeland." 'Wow, I didn't stutter, I must be getting better at this.'

Mr. Copeland, seeming shocked by Jeff's sudden presence, stayed silent for a fraction of a second, before quickly composing himself.

"Well good morning to you too." Adam flashed his brilliant sharp white teeth at Jeff, making the younger one's breath catch in his throat.

"Um, I was ah, wondering if you maybe, needed some um, help?" Jeff's voice became high pitched at the end of his question, making him blush hard as the teacher stopped walking and turned to look directly at him. 'So much for getting better.' Jeff mentally kicked himself.

"I would love some help, thank you." Mr. Copeland led them to a bench right near the entrance and set the books down, never letting go of his caffeinated beverage. "Here, take these and I'll carry these ones." Mr. C loaded Jeff with a few books, only having to carry a few for himself now which made it easier for him to carry his drink.

The two walked through the school and up the stairs, all the while Jeff watching Adam take long sips of his drink, never being able to look anywhere but at his mouth. Jeff tore his gaze away from Adam's lips and looked down to what he was carrying.

"Text books." Jeff said out loud, becoming very disappointed. He had totally forgotten, if it's possible, that he was at this school, taking math, during his summer vacation. He only cared about coming to school to see one of God's truly greatest creations, and it flew out of his mind why he was in this ginormous school in the first place.

Mr. Copeland looked down at the books, then back to Jeff, noticing how glum he had suddenly gotten. Adam didn't like it at all and instantly felt like he needed to cheer Jeff up.

"Yes, these are the ones you are putting the down payment on. Have you brought in your money for me today?" 'Shit, great start there Copeland.' Adam thought, afterwards shaking his head slightly and closing his eyes. 'How is that in anyway going to cheer him up? Dumbass.'

Jeff's eyes widened as he wasn't really used to seeing Mr. Copeland's teacher side, and he felt slightly scared, like he had been when he first met this very tall, very muscular man. Swallowing the lump in his throat Jeff replied.

"I, um, no sir I haven't brought it in for you today. It completely slipped my mind." Jeff rushed out "I'll bring it in for you tomorrow, if that's alright."

"Yes, that would be fine as well Jeff." Mr. C answered. 'He's calling me sir? Great, now I know I have definitely blown it.'

The younger of the two couldn't help but notice that Adam seemed to have gone a bit distant in the last five minutes. Walking through the mostly empty halls in pure silence, Jeff couldn't help his wandering mind. 'Oh crap, have I done something wrong? He seemed fine when I asked if I could help him. Maybe he's rethinking the whole student teacher thing... Maybe it's even something else all together.'

"Just put them on my desk." Jeff, being ripped out of his thoughts by Mr. Copeland, realized that they had made it to his room and was standing awkwardly in front of his teacher's desk, still holding the books.

'Wow, I completely zoned out.' Jeff thought as he placed the books beside the other one's his teacher was carrying. Now he was just standing in front of Mr. Copeland's desk awkwardly, not knowing what to do, or even say. Jeff could feel the heat of the blush on his face at how awkward this whole situation is, and couldn't help but bite at his lip, looking anywhere but at his teacher.

There was a low growl and quick footsteps that entered Jeff's ears before two firm, warm hands cupped his cheeks. Jeff let out a gasp of breath, not expecting the close proximity that him and his teacher were now in. Jeff looked up into Mr. C's eyes and felt like he couldn't breathe. Never has he ever seen such intensity in someone's eyes before, it made him melt a little.

Adam was rubbing his thumb back and forth on Jeff's lower lip, pushing it down and watching it jump right back to its proper place. Jeff, feeling Adam's body heat, his breath hitting his face as it was panted onto him, and the sweet sensations that were running through him as the elder man played with his lip, gently closed his eyes and melted into the strong, amazing smelling man, gently putting his hands on his muscular arms for support.

"You really need to stop doing that. It's quite distracting." Adam whispered.

Jeff slowly opened his eyes, confusion swimming around in them. "What do you mean?"

Adam looked back down to Jeff's lips. "Biting your lip. You make it look so tempting and I find myself drawn to it. You make me want to bite at it." Adam bit his own lip trying to distract himself from the ones right in front of him.

Jeff took a deep breath and plucked all the courage he felt he could muster up in this moment. "Why- why don't you?"

Adam's eyes quickly shifted to Jeff's, searching for something but not really sure what for. Permission? He's just been granted it. Jeff noticed Adam's eyes flicker and turn a slight shade darker, and suddenly, that's all he could see.

Adam leaned his forehead against Jeff's, eyes closing and taking a few deep breaths, Jeff stood mesmerized. It seemed like his calm, cool and collective teacher wasn't so calm, cool and collective when around his student. This pleased Jeff immensely and he couldn't hide the shy smile that came to his lips. Just knowing that he could do this to an older, very attractive man gave him more courage than he could ever ask for.

Lifting his hand slowly, Jeff cupped Adam's left side of his face, gently stroking his cheek bone. The elder man turned his head and snuggled into the warm touch, but was brought out of his reverie as Jeff whispered his name.

"Adam."

Mr. Copeland smiled looking back into Jeff's bright eyes. "Jeff, I told you to call me that outside of school."

Taking a deep breath, Jeff watched as Mr. Copeland's mouth kept getting closer and closer to his own.

Yayyy! Sooo happy I wrote this! Now it is time for bed. Hope I didn't lose any of you!