chapter 15

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NAYA'S POV:

"What is it sir?"

Napalunok na naman ako ng makita siyang naglalakad papunta sa pwesto ko. With furrowed eyebrows i stared at him, watch him cooly walking, like a lion ready to catch his prey.

Am i the prey? Cause his infront of me now.

"I want you to answer me honestly. If i catch you lying, i will not hesistate to check the truth by myself, by using hands and by using my eyes."

Bahagya akong napurong sa pag lapit niya at sa sobrang intense ng tingin niya. Binawi ko rin ang paa kong kaninang malayang naka buka at sumasakop sa malaking espasyo. Ngayon ay para akong pinagkaitan ng space dahil sa sobrang pagka-intimidated ko sa presensiya niya sa harap ko.

Kahit napaka aliwalas ng office niya ay parang nasa maliit na room lang ako at hindi makahinga ng maayos at naninigas dahil sakop niya ang buong lugar.

Hindi ako kumportable sa mga tingin niya, hindi ko alam kung galit siya, kung nang aasar, nagsusungit, o may ibang nararamdaman o iniisip at 'yon ay init ng katawan at pagnanasa.

But that's imposible, he's a teacher, he's my teacher. I know he's professional specially with his career. He'll never think like that, i'm not that good enough to wake up his thirst.

Sa gwapo at ganda ng katawan niya ay hindi siya mauubusan ng babae. Kaya imposible na mag iinit siya sakin dahil hindi naman ako ganon ka ganda at sexy.

Yes, i'm pretty, i know i have a glass hoir body. I'm not humble i know. But i'm not that 'good', aminado ako doon. Boys like him are hard to please and hard to get their attention. Sanay akong inaakit ang mga cute boys, college boys. I never tried seducing or having affair with a a bachelor guy like him. He's too good and maybe hard to reach?

I don't get him, hindi ko ma gets ang sinasabi niya. He wants my honesty? Well, i'm honest naman, sometimes not. What does he mean by checking th truth by using his eyes and hands? I don't get him, what yje hell is he thinking?

"What is its, Sir? Spill it. I should be home at this time. Hindi ko alam kung bakit kailangan mo pa akong kausapin ngayon, mag kikita naman tayo bukas."

I said, successfully hid the nervousness i feel. I know that fire on his eyes. At hindi ko alam kung bakit parang nagugustuhan ko iyon. D*mn it! Get a grip, Q! Malandi ka pero wag kang umabot sa point na pati prof mo ay lalandiin mo na. Matinding kasalanan 'yon.

"Your'e in the rush? Want to go home so bad?" He sarcastically said. Looked more pissed kesa kanina.

"Yeah i want to go home. But i'm not in the rush."  Mahina kong sabi dahil kinakabahan na talaga ako at hindi na makatingin sa kanya.

His hands are on his pockets, towerig over me.

"Home, huh? Is Jay at your home? Or the 'Home' that your talking about is someone else's house. Let me take a guess. It is Jay's house? I think i'm wrong, that young boy look like he cna't afford to buy a house yet."

Fast forward ⏩⏩

"Hindi ko alam 'yang sinasabi mo, Sir. And i'm not planning to go to Jay's house. Uuwi talaga ako sa bahay ko." Pag susuplada ko.

Mukang hindi siya naniniwala na uuwi nga  ako sa bahay. He just look at me intently. Hindi ko siya kayang titigan pabalik ng matagal kaya naman umiiwas ako ng tingin sa kanya.

"Can't you understand that i should be home at this hour? I'm a girl, hindi dapat ako gabihin sa pag uwi, Sir. Delikado para sa akin ang gabi na umuwi."

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