Professor F

Chapter 22

"I'm sorry." Flynn whispered, not minding their nakedness and hugged her close to his chest and

kissing her hair.

She hugged him back as he slowly guides her to lay beside him in bed under his blanket. She rests her

head on his chest while he brushes her hair with his fingers.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

She took a deep breath. "I didn't think it would be necessary."

He kissed her hair. "I'm just surprised. Most teenagers engage in sexual activities as early as fourteen."

"Well, I guess I'm not your typical teenager. I'm probably learning French when I was fourteen."

He chuckled on his throat. “Well, I'm glad you're learning the French language and not French kiss."

His hand continued to rub her back. "So, what do you think?“

"About what?” She asked.

"About meeting your parents." He answered.

She thought he was teasing her again. "Stop teasing me."

"I'm serious, August. I want to meet them. If you don't like people seeing us in public because I'm your

professor, let me at least meet your parents, the people who matter to you most."

“That’s… I'm not sure if they'll be okay with it. And how would I explain it?” Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"We're not going to lie to them. Tell them I'm your professor and I'm going to tell them that I'm

interested with their daughter."

"Introducing you as my professor sounded like you're twenty years older than I am. It's weird." She

snorted.

He chuckled. "But I'm just four years older than you. I'm just twenty-two. I just happen to be this smart

and got my PhD at nineteen."

"What?!"

"I'm not sure which part of what I said you're so surprised about." He laughs at her with an amused look

on his face.

"You got your PhD at nineteen?! What are you?" She looks at him while covering her naked chest with

the blanket.

"I'm a very smart professor, dating his pretty student who's laying naked in his bed." He teased as he

hugs her small waist and hovered his body as she lays underneath him. "I'll meet your parents. And

you'll meet mine."

"They're in town?"

He kissed her lips, as if he couldn't help himself and just wanted to do it. "No." He answered between

their kiss. "But we're flying to London."

"What?!" She pushed him back to stop kissing him. "I still have classes. We both actually do! We just

started the semester."

"Oh! You probably don't know about the school festival."

"What festival?"

••••••

The Pearsons University College of Engineering actively participates in one of the most prestigious

week-long Engineering Festivals held every year in London.

The students are required to join as part of their learning program and to build connections between

industry and education by providing experiential learning. The participating university students are

allowed to meet and speak in depth with engineers, market and business developers, and financial

advisors. The festival aims to create a fun and interactive business-like environment that prepares the

students for their career.

August gets a flyer for the list of events available during the festival at their hall. The date of the festival

is in two weeks. She didn't tell her parents about it yet. She didn't think this kind of festivals exist.

The university granted free travel, hotel expenses and food allowance for their faculty and students

which is really a good thing and what Pearsons University is known for. But being away for a trip out of

the country without her parents scares August. Although she's with her schoolmates, it would still be

different traveling without them.

She's been to London with her parents when she was fifteen. And it was a fun experience with them. It

will be her first time traveling without them.

But you have Flynn.

She blushed at the thought. Flynn told her stories about the festival for the past four years since he

worked as a professor at Pearsons. She was excited to hear his fun geeky stories until realizing she'll

be traveling without her parents.

Flynn noticed her looking bothered about it but he assured she'll be fine. "I'll be with you."

"Thought we agreed not to be seen in public?" She snorted.

"I'm your professor. I can make arrangements. Pull some strings." He winked and kissed her lips.

That was what Flynn told her before they slept. She blushed remembering how gentle and sweet Flynn

was that night when they tried to have sex. But he chose to stop since she’s in pain. And with that, she

can’t help feeling touched by Flynn’s concern and care.

Her mind goes back to the present and started reading the flyer while walking towards the coffee shop

when she bumped into someone.

"Oops, I'm sorry." She apologized and helped the guy with his books dropped on the ground. They both

stood up after gathering his things and with one of his engineering books in her hand. "Here. I'm sorry."

He tilted his glasses from the bridge of his nose and smiled at her. He has blonde hair, gray eyes and a

cute smile. "Thanks." He looks at the flyer she's holding.

"You should check out the senior's." He suggested.

"Sorry?"

He smiled widely, he really looked so accommodating. "I'm taking masters here. And for the past years

studying, the senior flyers are the best. I could tell you're a freshman."

"Is it that obvious?" She chuckled.

"Yeah." He chuckled softly. "The seniors' festival flyers are more innovative and interesting. You're not

limited to just check out your level's events. But anyway, you can go from their freshmen festival flyers

for starters."

"Cool. I'll take that advise. Thanks!"

"Oh, I'm Liam. Short for William." He offers his hand for a handshake.

She smiled and takes it for a brief handshake. "August. Short for Augustine! Cool nickname, not the

usual Will for William!"

"Love to be different. Didn't expect that'll be cool until you said so." He chuckled.

"I think you're really cool! It's nice to meet you."

"Well, it's nice bumping into you. I'll see you around." He said as he walks away and went to the

hallway going to the library.

She looked at him heading to their hall. Looks like she just made a new acquaintance. She then went

to the coffee shop and started her shift.