Take off your sweater and come closer……
The professor’s word hung thickly in the air. The tension in the atmosphere was so thick it Catherine found it hard to breathe, nonetheless; she slid her fingers underneath the hemmed edges of her sweater and began taking it off to leave her with the white crop top she had underneath, she set the sweater aside before she raised her gaze to meet the professor’s darkened ones.
He reached out once again and took his glass, draining the last of the rich red wine; he set it aside before he unlatched his wristwatch and kept it beside the empty glass, he returned his gaze to meet hers, his brow arched slightly…..
She understood what he meant, it was time to move closer; and she did….
A shuddering breath left her as he pulled her against himself, he lift
