A few days had passed since I had seen Klayton Allan.

Or Professor Allan.

Or Klayton.

Shit.

I didn't know what to call him. The first class I had with him had been on Monday, and today was Wednesday. I was looking forward to today. I'm not sure why, but I was itching to talk to him again. His voice was stuck in my mind like a melody, and his face plagued all of my dreams. All I could think about was his jet black hair, and his lips kissing me all the way from my neck to my...

Okay. I need to focus and get a handle on myself.

I have his class twice a week and finally, as today rolled around, I would be able to see him again. Although the content he was teaching was boring, the view certainly was not. Gross. I sound like a giddy school girl with a crush.

But maybe I was.

~

I saunter into the classroom with a newly appointed confidence and decide to take a seat in the middle of the room. This felt like a safe enough distance from him where I couldn't embarrass myself, but I still could enjoy the view that was him. Most of the student body arrived around the same time I did, so I was stuck sitting next to a random boy and unexpectedly, Maya once again.

Although our last meeting was rough and confusing, she had made her way over to me. We began talking as if our last encounter didn't end so strangely, and suddenly any doubt I had about her evaporated from my mind. She seems like a really down to earth girl, with her red hair as bouncy and as light as her personality. Small talk came easy between us and I couldn't stop laughing at small jokes she made.

Just as last time, the conversation throughout the class had died down immediately once a strong presence entered our classroom. I didn't have to glance up to know what caused it, yet I felt almost compelled to do so.

Almost instantly, our eyes meet. His gaze almost darkens under my heated gaze and I have to tear my eyes away from his. I glance down at my laptop and pretend to be doing something on.

Be still, my beating heart.

My heart was racing and I have no idea why he makes me feel the strangest of ways. I look up again and to my relief, he is starting his lecture.

Throughout the 3 hour lecture, I couldn't help but be interested in everything he was saying. The words he spoke, with such riveting passion, was kind of a turn on. I looked around and saw a few of the females around me wistfully eyeing him, probably thinking the same thing I did. I frowned, but it wasn't my place to say anything. I mean, he wasn't mine.

However, I found myself fiddling with my fingers whenever his eyes quickly glanced towards mine. Whenever they did, he would quickly look in any direction but mine. Is he avoiding me? I thought with a sudden dread.

Once he had announced the lecture was over, the crowd began to leave the room. As I was hastily packing things up, he suddenly asked a student to stay behind to discuss something.

That student, being me.

I begrudgingly trekked over to him, and he gestured for me to take a seat beside his desk. Complying, I took the seat next to him while he mirrored my actions.

"May I ask what this is about?" I said as softly as I could. I really just wanted to get out of here— away from his heated gaze.

"Well this isn't my first year teaching at Myersdale University, and I've lived in this town for a very long time. I wanted to see how the new girl was doing. How are you settling? No one comes to Myersdales without me knowing about it," he says in a teasing manner. I couldn't help but think there was a slight truth to his words, as I notice many people slightly cowering around him. I mean, the way this man is built, is intimidating enough as is.

"I'm doing great actually. I've already met a couple of people that I can see myself being friends with for a long time, and I'm super happy about that," I say to him while biting my lip. His eyes zero in on my lips and his eyes slightly darken. I gulp, and his eyes follow the slow movement all the way down my throat. Did this just turn sexual?

No, I'm making shit up to myself.

Abruptly standing, he turns around and inhales deeply. I cast his back a sideways glance, not knowing what to do within this moment. Almost as if he feels my eyes boring into his muscled back, he turns around with a smile.

"That's really great to hear. Well, if you need someone to talk to or anything I'm just an email away."

"What, I can't get your number ?" I said teasingly. Instantly, our atmosphere changes. I try not to cringe at my own stupidity. This isn't some stranger to hit on. This is my teacher!

"Er, um," He looks like he's stumbling to find the right words. "That wouldn't be appropriate at all, Adira. I'm your teacher."

He looks almost pained to say it. I frown and immensely apologize, understanding completely and aiming to ensure he knew I said it jokingly. Not looking impressed, he stalks away and bids me a good day, but not before reminding me to do my homework on Lycanthropy. This is the second time he has left me standing alone in his classroom, with my brain filled with a million things.

The one that stuck out in my mind was how melodic my name came, brushing off his tongue as if he was made to say it. Or moan it.

I quickly shake the thoughts from my mind and decide to call up Lenna to hangout. Exiting the classroom, I reach into my jean pockets and grab my iPhone. I quickly pull up Lenna's contact and call her. She answers after two rings.

"What's up, bitch?" She says while I can hear her noisily chewing on some food.

"I'm bored and just finished class for the rest of the day. Let's go do something? Maybe you can show me around Myersdale," I ask with a casual shrug. It was no big deal if she had other plans.

"Yes!" She instantly perks up. "Come over right now and we can go."

We hang up the phone and I begin my walk over to her place. Once I get to our apartment building, I put my things inside my apartment and then walk over to hers. As I'm about to knock on her door, she opens it before my hand even makes contact. It's like she could almost hear me coming. We smile brightly as each other, and then we both make our way outside the building. We begin walking at a frisk pace, and I'm slightly pacing to keep up. Lenna chuckles at my movements as slows her walking down.

"Sorry about that," She tells me while glancing at me through her peripheral vision. "I'm not used to having to slow down to keep up with people." I lightly laugh at her small confession, and then I almost freeze when I see where she is taking me. To the path, I met him on.

"Are you okay?" Lenna looks at me worriedly. "Like, you look like you've literally seen a ghost."

"It kind of feels that way," I say with a slightly grim expression. She narrows her eyes at my answer but seemingly decides not to press me on the subject. We begin walking down the path, and I glance around. Some of the forestries look vaguely familiar; before I puked and passed out. We continue walking silently for a few minutes until Lenna completely cuts off my thinking with her hasty questioning.

"Okay, you've gotta tell me. The anticipation is killing me! You've been here for less than a week, what could have happened?"

I sigh, knowing I have to answer Lenna's dreaded and incessant questioning. I go on to tell her all about Klayton, from the way he looks to the way he acts. I decided to leave out his name and the part that he was my teacher, and once I had finished she looked more than excited.

"Wow! Tell me you're going to hop on that dick," Lenna says while waving her eyebrows suggestively. I mean, I'm no prude or anything. But, I literally just moved here. Plus, he's my teacher which is a big no.

No matter how badly I would enjoy entertaining the idea of me and him, I know it could never happen. I decide to only tell Lenna that it could never happen between me and him, and she replies with a small sigh. As we were on the topic of sex, I felt now was as a good time as any to ask her about Isaac.

"So," I begin. "You and Isaac, huh? I feel like that could have been mentioned between us."

"Oh, girl! You got it all wrong. Isaac is just a friend."

"A friend who gives you orgasms?" I say with a chuckle. She instantly blushes.

"Well, it's not what you think. He and I like to have casual sex, but we don't make it into a thing. We have a lot of pent up stamina, okay? And, we're both waiting for the right person," Lenna says with an almost wistful sigh. She turns to face me. "Oh my Goddess! You and him should totally bang. It would take all your energy away from the tall, dark stranger."

"Oh my Goddess?" I furrow my eyebrows together in confusion.

"Who said God wasn't a woman?" Lenna replies with one eyebrow cocked.

I shrug, as I have no retort. She isn't wrong. Thinking back to what she had just previously stated, I instantly begin shaking my head.

"No, Lenna. Isaac is my friend. Plus, he's fucking you. That's kind of weird."

"I wouldn't feel weird about it, but I understand how you feel. Just knowing Isaac wasn't meant for me, wouldn't make me jealous of you and him," she exclaims. I shrug at her reasoning. Meant for her? I decide not to delve into it, and we continue onto the path. Once we make it into the small town and heart of Myersdale, my breathe is once again taken away from the sight before me. The way the people are all walking around and how cute this village really was.

~

Lenna had shown me around for quite a while. She pointed out regular bars, stores, and even the local library. I paid attention to her fully, as I wanted to get to know my new home for the next few years. The tour wasn't too long, as Myersdale wasn't made up of too much. After it all, we decided to stop by the local bar and have a couple of beers.

Walking into the bar, which Lenna says is also favorably known as "Claws", the bell chimes. It doesn't look too crowded but I do notice that Isaac and Holden are actually here. They are both lounging near a pool table with a beer in their hands. Lenna and I instantly begin to walk over.

"Well, well, well. Look what the dog dragged in," Isaac jokes while shooting both me and Lenna a smile. I smile back at him, and our eyes meet.

I can't stop thinking about the way he was pounding Lenna against the wall of her apartment.

I feel awkward but don't show it. My smile doesn't falter one bit. Almost as if he can hear my thoughts, Isaac shoots me a wink and offers to buy me a beer. I gratefully accept, and we all start playing pool together. As we are all joking about, I 100% know I wouldn't want anything more than a friendship with Isaac. I'm new here, and I'm not about to ruin any of my budding friendships for some sex. Isaac and Holden introduce me to a few of their friends, and I learn that they all live together in the "Pack House". Apparently it's just a fancy word for the mansion we partied at, although I'm not fully convinced it's not really a Fraternity house.

I meet a handful of people. Most of us introducing ourselves and shaking hands. A lot of the guys stare at my neck, as if looking for something. I don't think they were looking for anything specific but I couldn't be sure. I even asked one of them, named Kaden, what they were looking at. He merely chuckled and told me they were looking to see if I was taken. I'm not sure how my neck would let them know, but I laugh at his reply. He's gotta be joking.

Some of the men had girls almost glued to their sides, both looking attached at the hip and completely infatuated with each other. I had to look away, fear that the jealously I had would be noticeable upon my face. Isaac came up to me later through the night and put his arms around my waist. He leaned in beside me and whispered in my ear.

"Want something like that?" he wagged his eyebrows suggestively. I scrunched up my nose in disgust, as I read between the lines of what he was insinuating. That's a gross way to put it. I turned around to face him, effectively getting him out of my grasp.

"You're so gross," I say with a smile and a small shake of my head.

"But you love it. Okay, come on," he says while tugging me toward the single group of men now playing another round of pool. He pushes me in their direction and a couple stare at me. I decide right there, that I should have fun too. I mean, this is University and I'm an adult now.

I'm going to let loose for the night.

I stare at a few of the guys and quickly make eye contact with Kaden. He's smirking in my direction and is not hiding the fact he's blatantly checking me out.

Here goes nothing.

~

Kaden and I are in the bathroom.

I'm pushed up against the wall and trying to contain my moans. His hands are up my shirt and he's kissing intensely from my face to my neck. My weak spot.

He travels upward, nibbling on my ear and giving my breasts a full squeeze. I bite my lip and bring his face toward mine, crushing our lips together. He shoves his tongue into my mouth aggressively, and I begin to recoil. The way he's aiming to put his tongue down my throat, is not hot. Just as I'm about to push him away, suddenly someone barges into the bathroom.

I swear the door almost broke open, with the amount of force used to open it. Breathing almost as heavy as I was, I turn to face the one person I had least expected to be at Claws.

Professor Klayton Allan.

And if looks could kill, I would be six feet under.