Solomon' Daughters

Chapter 20

"Are you ok," he asked again.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It was just an information overload," she said sitting up. He raised an eyebrow in question at her statement but didn't press her to explain.

"Do you still want me to take you to school with me?"

"Yep I am ready to go and once we get out of class you can take me to the high school to pick up Sar-Rah."

"How did you know that is where she was," he asked eyeing her out of the corner of his eye as he slipped on his shoes.

"That fainting spell just now was me catching up on three thousand years of information if Sar-Rah's at school with your little sister chance are that she's at a high school."

"I see so that is what you meant by information overload. Is that instant information thing your ability as a genie of knowledge he asked her.

"Yes, well let's go or you'll be late right?"

Looking over at the clock he saw the time and cursed. Grabbing her hand he jerked open the door pulled her out after him and locking the bottom lock, with a twist of his wrist, he slammed the door behind them. He took off for the corner at a fast jog pulled her along beside him. They reached the bus stop just as it pulled up, boarding the bus Anthony swiped his pass and bought Eliza a day pass and then went and found a seat where she could sit next to him. They sat in a comfortable silence he still had possession of her hand and she didn't seem to want him to let go so he didn't. Eliza leaned against Anthony just soaking up the heat from his body. The heat from where they were touching and the masculine scent of him were making her heart pound in her chest and heat pool low in her body. She was beginning to wish they were back in that shower and that she had taken things farther. Wrapped up in her daydreams of how their shower might have ended she was surprised when Anthony stood tugging on her arm to get her to move.

"This is our stop Eliza, let's go," he said. Standing she allowed him to continue to leader her, her delicate hand wrapped warmly in his larger one. He began jogging again this time she jogged with him instead of being hauled along beside him. He pulled her into his Higher Mathematics class and found a seat in the back. As soon as they were settled the bell rang and Prof. Stern walked into the class closing the door behind him. This college had open classes so Eliza's presence wouldn't be odd anyone could walk into any class that had an available seat and stay for the class so long as they weren't disruptive.

"Alright class today we are going to be learning how to solve problems like this," he said and began writing out a problem on the board for the first few lines Anthony followed how the problem was solved but as the professor kept going he began to become lost on how to solve the problem. He looked at Eliza and she seemed to be following the problem as well.

"Do you understand that," he asked her and she nodded.

"I wish I could he lost me after the first couple lines or so."

Looking over at him she was surprised he could follow any of that equation, and she realized he was really smart. She thought of how she wished she could share her knowledge to him and she suddenly knew how to transfer her knowledge directly into his mind.

"You're probably more lost then you should be because there is an error in the second line of the equation," she said looking around quickly to make sure the professor and the other students weren't paying them any attention she leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips sending all the knowledge he could ever need about the Higher Mathematics that he would ever need. Shocked he sat there stunned for a second and stared at her. Then he grinned and turned back to the board. He looked over the problem and suddenly he could see what Eliza was saying about the mistake and he saw how close he had been to solving the problem and all the errors that he had made. Then it struck him she had granted his wish to understand this subject. Turn his head he met her eyes and grinned in gratitude. Blushing, she lowered her head allowing her hair to swing forward and shield her face.

"Do you think we should tell him about the mistake," he asked her mischievously.

"Mr. Caine do you have something to share with the class," Stern's voice sounded from the front of the room. Anthony inwardly grimaced about being called out but Stern was never his favorite teacher and as brilliant as the man was he was ass. The first day of classes he had made one girl, Trisha, run out of the class crying for answering a question incorrectly she hadn't come back for a week and when she did she sat in the back row and never participated in the class discussions. He decide to give the man exactly what he deserved, a little humiliation in return.

"Yes we do actually."

"We?"

"Yes, me and her," he said pointing sideways to Eliza. She seemed to be trying to shrink into her seat.

"And who may I ask is she? She looks maybe eighteen what does she know about Higher Mathematics," he sneered, contempt dripping in his tone.

"She is one of my future wives, and she apparently knows more about them then you seeing as she is the one who caught your mistake and pointed it out to me."

"Well why don't you have your fiancée come down here and show me my mistake," he said, confident in his work and wanting to humiliate her in retaliation for the insult to his proficiency. Anthony looked over at Eliza but she shook her head in denial.

"Looks like your fiancée doesn't know as much as she claims," Stern sneered. Her eyes flashing in anger at the insinuation of her speaking a lie she lurched to her feet enraged her eyes taking on a white gleam. Grabbing her arm to stop her advance Anthony squeezed her arm to try and calm her before her eyes lit up like lamps and it couldn't be passed off as a reflection.

"Alright, then how about we make a bet?"

"What are the stakes," Stern asked after examining his equation on the board for a few moments, confident he would win. Anthony smiled at the foolish overconfidence on Stern's face.

"The bet is this; you apologize to my fiancée here and to Trisha. Then you are to go back into your grade book back to that week the Trisha missed because of your rudeness and mark her as getting full credit for all those days since I know you marked her down for each of those days. The apologies must be heart felt and believable and I want your word you will abide by the agreement. Also I am to be excused from the rest of class today with full marks."

Anthony knew Stern put great stock on always keeping his word and if he reneged on his promise in front of so many witnesses it would get out and people would stop trusting his word. He watched as Stern's face turned purple with rage. Anthony just waited for Prof. Stern to compose himself which took a surprisingly long five minutes.

"So...," Anthony prodded.

"And what do I get if your... fiancée can't show where a mistake was made," he asked nearly spitting out the word fiancée. Anthony shrugged his shoulders and leaned back into his seat.

"What do you want," he asked Stern.