Falling for my target

Chapter 2 - Him

I walked across the parking lot, not making eye contact with anyone and staring straight through them. I walked at a medium slow pace, so everyone could see my unhurried,unfazed demeanour. Through all my years of training and experience in the field I had learned that walking slower and acting as if no one around you exited, created an alluring yet intimidating aura. From the information that I had read on hunt, he was use to getting what he wanted when he wanted. I’ve dealt with many men like him and if I had learned anything it was that those type of men always want something they can’t have, so it was clear who I needed to be and what I needed to do and as of right now I was untouchable. I made it halfway to the office before someone tried stopping me. The man stepped right in front of me blocking they way I needed to go. I stopped looking up a cold, bored expression on my face. The man was an average height, roughly around 6’0 and slim but still toned, he had rutty brown hair with dark brown eyes that were almost black and a strong jaw with a bright white gleaming smile and I looked up at him to met his eyes. He was handsome to say the least but he was in my way and there was a specific role that I was playing, so there would be no niceties. His voice sounds as he said

“ your new”

My brow lifted at him as if to insinuate I knew that and he continued on

“ sorry you knew that of course, umm Dylan”

He shook his head and said

“ I’m Dylan and you are?”

I gave him an unimpressed looked and said my voice cold

“Late”

I side stepped him and continued on as people started whispering and chuckling at my dismissal of him. I smiled to myself and I turned my head slightly to look at Hunt and his group, he was smirking at me and chatting with the two other men staring with him as they all looked at me. I made it to the office and rang the bell there. It dinged loudly and a small wrinkled lady appeared. She gave my a once over and said in an dull voice

“Name”

I have her a polite smile and replied

“ Ashley Barnez”

She ruffled through some files and finally pulled one free, flicking through it and grabbing a set of keys and a piece of paper before returning to me. She put the papers and keys on the desk in front of me and said

“ this is your class schedule and this is your dorm room key, your locker combination is at the top of your reading list”

She walked away before I could say anything. I grabbed the papers and my key walking out and setting off to find my locker. I found my locker with ease and put in the three digit combination. It opened with a click and I looked inside to find books, notepads and another computer meant for my studies. I silently thanked Anthony, grabbing out the MacBook and taking a notepad and pens. Even though I wouldn’t be taking any notes or really listening at all, I’d been taught extensively in not only all matters about law but I was also versed in many aspects of politics, philosophy, physics,business,biology and anything else you could name, Anthony had always told me knowledge is power and well I had to be powerful. I had be tutored in everything since I was 12, there was very little I didn’t know. I rolled my eyes as I made my way to the assigned lecture hall and prepared myself to be talked to death on matters I knew everything about. I was a little early when I got there but the door was open so this was the best opportunity to establish my vantage point. I sat at the back to the left side that was shadowed and waited. People emerged from everywhere some yawning and others rushing to seats. I spotted hunt as he made his was to the middle seats of the class. He sat down and pulled open his computer looking as bored as I was to be here. Everyone avoid sitting in the seat to his left and my brows furrowed in confusion and just as I was about to start racking my brain for possibility’s I got my answer as a short blonde girl appeared walking in like she owned the place and made her way to that seat she was slim but had big fake lips with equality as fake breast and small brown eyes that made the rest of her face look ridiculous and out of proportion. She approached the seat and hunt looked up at her with a bored but frustrated expression, she smile and said in a highly pitched voice that made my ear bleed “ hey hunty”

He looked back down to his computer and replied his every word laced with disdain “ what do you want Beth”

Her smiled disappeared and she sat down with a hmph. Her voice sounded again as she said “why so meant to me this morning”

hunt rolled his eyes and said dully “ it was just a question Beth”

Her mouth opened as she was about to respond but a booming voice sounded and everyone went silent. A very handsome professor walked forward his voice as smooth as silk as he said “ah silence at last”

I chuckled a little, this man wasn’t just attractive but knew how to command a room. He had a short trimmed brown beard with shaggy but well styled chestnut brown hair, his eyes were hazel shadowed by thick but trimmed eyebrows. And his mouth full and stained a light pink. He was dressed impeccably. The maroon shirt was tight fitting and unbuttoned at the top revealing a chiselled chest,he wore black slacks with dress shoes that matched his shirt. He looked way to young to be a teacher let alone a professor, but he was good to look at and maybe prompt me not to fall asleep. The professors voice sounded again as I leaned back in my seat making myself comfortable.

“ I am professor Carter and I’ll be you guide into criminology this semester, don’t ask about next semester because we don’t know and we won’t know till the date arises”

Everyone nodded

“ so who can tell me what exactly the theory of criminology is?”

No one answered and professor Carter raised his brows, he looked around observing, his eyes settled on me and my bored expression the corner of his mouth lifted and his voice rumbled “ you in the corner looking like you’d rather be in bed than here, do you know?”

I looked down at my nails irreverently everyone turned including Hunt to look at me. I stilled looked down observing my nails as I said “ which theory of criminology are you referring to, because the classical theory states it explains crime as a free will decision to make a criminal choice but the basic theory attempt to explain crime as what is often inexplicable and to examine what is often the cruelty, oppression, or even evil some visit on others, or are looking for something different?”

I looked up from my nails everyone seemed to be relived by my answer and the professor only smirked at me a hint of surprise in his eyes.I leaned forward now as if I was telling someone a secret and said my expression cold as I locked eyes with professor Carter “ and the name is Ashley or Miss Barnez”

I dropped my voice low and I finished what I was saying “ not you”

He looked down right shocked his brow raised. I heard a dark chuckle and looked down to see Hunt looking at me a mischievous smile playing on his lips. I broke eye contact as Professor Carter replied “ well miss Barnez you are correct there are many theory’s surrounding criminology but I’m looking for a criminology definition”

He looked around again seeing if anyone would answer. A few students raised there hands but I said my tone snarky “ well than professor Carter you should be more explicit when asking your questions”

He turned looking at me again and narrowing his eyes.” duly noted.”

I sat back in my seat again my expression returning to boredom as he continued to look at me, his voice sounded again “so what is the definition of criminology than Miss Barnez”

I looked him in they eyes my voice board as I said “Criminology is the interdisciplinary study of crime and deviant behaviour.”

He only nodded the same assessing look on his face as he replied “ correct”

The lesson felt like it went forever the only thing keeping me intrigued was Hunt glancing back at me every couple on minutes and the assessing gaze of the professor. I looked down at the time on my computer, than shut it grabbing the notepad that I wouldn’t need to use and getting up silently walking behind the back of the seat to the door. No one noticed me as my stealth training was put to use. The class was dismissed as I approached my locker punching in the code I had already memorised and placing everything for class inside. I walked towards my motorbike feeling someone walking after me. I smiled to myself knowing precisely who followed and took the leather jacket off my bike putting it on as a deep voice rumbled from behind me. “So your professor Carters new favourite”

mischief laced every word as I turned to find Hunt smirking at me. I kept my expression cold as I replied with “mhmmm”

I untucked my hair from my jacket and swung my leg over my bike. Hunt tilted his head slightly to the side looking at me as I ignored him “ so are staying in the dorms?” I grabbed my helmet putting it on and flicking the visor open as I replied with “mhmmm”

Irritation flared in his eyes as he said “ is that all you say”

I turned the key my bike, the sound filling the parking lot as I smirked at him and said “ mhmm”

I shut my visor backing out before turning my head towards Hunt. He was smirking at me as I speed off.