Unexpected

5.

MICHELLE POV

That last date was weird. When things get weird... I distance myself. Tatum obviously wouldn't let me do that. He's been here beside me. But I also want to focus on my studies. Can't be all into our relationship and not into my education.

Sitting in women history. I loved this class. Hearing about women empowerment made me feel powered.  "Today you will work in a group. The person next to you will be whom you work with".

Looking beside me I saw a young lady who smiled at me. She moved her chair over "hey, I'm Ariana".

"Michelle" I said. With that we got started on our work. Thank goodness Ariana isn't lazy. When class was over we walked out talking. Tatum usually waits for me... seeing him there leaning gazing the pole.

"What class do you have next?" She asked.

"Comp and Lit" I said.

She smiled "same here".

Tatum walked up to us "ladies".

Ariana looked at both Tatum and I. She seemed confused. "You two are together?".

I nodded "why?".

She glanced at Tatum "Umm... no reason. I'm going to get to class". Before I realized she was gone. "That was strange" I said. He put his arm around me "don't worry about her".

In comp and lit I sat close to where Ariana sat. She kept looking at me. Something was up. When we were allowed to do our work I went to her desk "what the hell is your problem? First you teleport here. And now you're staring at me. What's up?!".

"Michelle I want you tell you but I can't" she said.

"Tell me what?" I asked.

"Tatum isn't the person you think he is. That's all I can say" she said.

"What is that suppose to mean?" I asked. She grabbed her bag "you'll see". Watching her walk out of the class. I still got no answers.

Tatum decided to drive me home before he went out. "You okay?".

"Yeah... just thinking" I said.

"About?" He asked.

"Nothing important. Just stuff" I smiled.

He gently grabbed my hand in his "don't want you thinking too much".

I smiled "where are you going? You never said".

"Oh just a meeting. That's all" he said.

"Oh" I said.

Once I got home I was just thinking. My sister noticed the brainstorm "Michelle there's smoke coming out of you ears".

"Huh?"I asked.

"What is wrong with you?" She asked.

"A woman in my class told me Tatum isn't the guy he's portraying to be... now my mind is like what the hell is going on" I said.

Whitney shrugged "maybe she liked Tatum?".

Shaking my head "I don't think so".

"Did you ask her to explain?" She asked.

I nodded " but she said you'll see".

"Hmm... that's odd. And I'm going to assume you never asked or told Tatum any of this. Correct?" She said.

"Nope, I don't want to start anything for nothing" I said.

"Well then just move on with life. If Tatum turns out to be a monster his mask will fall off eventually" she said.

"That's what I'm afraid of" I said.

Now with Tatum always in my room it's hard to not devour him. Especially when he wants to come here with sweats on and a tank top. All of his muscles are out in the open. I'm trying to be good but it's hard. I think tonight I'm about to taste temptation.

Smirking at him from across my room. He seemed a little confused at first. But once he saw what I had on it all came to him. He sat up instantly "we are actually doing this?".

Putting my finger to his lips "shhh... Whitney is sleeping". He smiled against my finger "I'll try". He flipped me over and devoured me instead.

After we were done we laid there panting "damn Michelle... I've never had sex like that before".

I smiled "you're welcome!".

He laughed "so are you better now from earlier?".

"Umm I guess" I said.

"What happened? I mean you can tell me anything" he said.

"Just that Ariana was like oh how Tatum isn't the guy he's portraying to be... etc" I said.

"Oh, well Ariana is an old friend of mine. We grew apart and I guess she never accepted it" he said.

"Makes sense" I smiled.

Straddling him "round two?".