Knowing me, knowing you (Student/Professor)

Chapter 10

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I take a sip from my glass of white wine, staring at the skyline through the damp window. The never-ending rain seems to have monetarily stopped, with the perfect timing because I'm having visitors in a few minutes.

I walk to the living area, discarding my glass on the way and sitting on the larger couch. I stare at the sheets scattered on the coffee table. I should have been grading papers, but the only thing that my mind's been on for the last two hours is Alexia standing in my kitchen with wet clothes. I feel certain part of my anatomy coming to attention at the mere thought of her. I let my frustration out with a heavy sight. This won't do. I pick one of the sheets, trying once again to read past the first paragraph.

Over-confident.

Who does she think she is? Didn't her parents teach her manners? What a feisty little thing.