JULIE"Look here," he says and I listen to him carefully. I try not to zone out while listening to him, though his deep voice starts to work on me magically. It soothes my nerves and I want to keep listening to him forever. There will be no end of my satisfaction yet he would be enough for me. Well, having him as my future partner is not a bad plan at all, right? I would live with him if he tried not to scold me every time. But with that amazing fresh scent lingering around his body, I can forgive his angry side, too. I would be a wife like 'whatever you say, honey' because I know he will convince me easily. I sigh, putting my face in my palm as I perch my elbow on the table placed in front of me. Life with Mr. Taylor would be amazing, no? But I cannot believe I am thinking about my future with him. He is an ass, I won't lie. He keeps scolding me like I am a darn immature kid who needs to learn even how to walk or knock. But with that attractive personality, he can earn my forgiven

JULIEWhen I do not speak, he starts telling me everything. "Ms. Hudgens had our test papers and I stole them. Look, now we already know the questions. We will study them and get good marks. Then no one will be able to fail us!" He grins and I cannot help but roll my eyes. That was a bad idea. And I am not shocked to know that this is Jeremy's idea. His head can cook any plans. "Hey, Jules! Please, don't do it! You're the only one I've told about this. Blue doesn't even know that I have the damn test paper. If I had told her, she would have gone and complained about me or would have started scolding me midway. You won't—" he is about to complete when I show him my palm, interrupting him. "What you did was wrong, Jer, I'll tell you the same; return the question paper. We'll study hard and get good marks. We don't have to steal a paper and cheat!" I tell him quietly, wishing he would understand that language because I know Jeremy tends to run away when someone yells at him. This is w

JULIE"Good. First, have a seat," he gestures down. I nod once again and sit beside him. My hand stays on my lap and my pocket vibrates. I secretly glanced at him but he is already looking at me while leaning against the desk. His hip perches against the edge and he faces me, looking down at me like I am a small creature. I only reach his lower abdomen, peering up at him, not wishing to look at his waist around which a belt is wrapped. He is so long and the position makes me blush hard. "Can I?" "Yes," he says and I waste no time in grabbing my mobile and checking the text which came from Jeremy. Jeremy:- Do you want me to leave, Jules? Why are you taking so long? "Who's he?" My professor asks. I lick my bottom lip before I decide to answer him, "My friend." Even his voice makes me nervous. "That blond guy?" He cocks his brow and I nod, confirming his guess. He, too, nods. "What's he asking?" He throws another question and that startles me for a moment but I react mentally. I me

JULIE"I prefer words better, Ms. Dawson." In reflex, I utter, "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." Surprisingly enough, he smiles and quickly turns to face the window but he is too late. I saw that soft expression and I swear on my life, I loved every bit of it. "What time would you like to study?" He puts another question but I am not even a bit bored. I love his voice. He has that deep, amazing, hot, and alluring voice. "Is it good in the evening? Um… around five or six?" "You say." "Six?" "Okay, no problem." Thank God he asked my opinion because I have so many things to do after I am back home. From college onwards, I have had a habit of cleaning my skin. And it is very important that after college, I must come and take some rest. My brain gets tired of listening to lectures almost all day long. I need to take care of my beautiful face. "Will you come to my house or your house?" "At present, construction is going on in my neighborhood, so it will not be possible to be there becau

Vote for the story if you like. Thanks :) -----×-------×------×------JULIE"Dad…" I trail off, flying into my father's arms which are spread wide for me. He grins, calling me, "Come, Jules!" I reach him and spring in his embrace. He quickly pulls me in and lifts me off the ground. Like a pathetic child who came back from school, I hurriedly wrapped my arms around his neck, chuckling with him. "Jules!" He utters, laughing when I pinch his cheeks. "Jules!" He duplicates into my ear which makes me shudder. Illogical, I stare at him and he calls my name one more time, yelling it into my ear so loud that I jerk up, opening my eyes wide and taking heavy breaths. My eyes run around and I find myself in my room, in my bed. I sigh, realizing it was a dream. Surprisingly, I can dream in the evening even while sleeping. Cool, I palm my face and a yawn escapes me. So lazy of me that I just slept after coming back. "Jules," my dad's voice interrupts me and I snap my head in his direction.