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when he couldn’t get out fast enough. But my pride is much too strong to give him the chance. I push my shoulders back, stand taller than my five foot five frame and continue on my way without a backwards glance. Once out of the row, I climb down the steps as fast as I can and turn to make a getaway for the door. Before I make it there, he’s hovering in front of me. As much as I plead with my eyes not to do it, they look up and meet that gaze I could never get enough of. As if I’m entranced, the rest of my body betrays me. My feet stop and my shoulders sag as if completely defeated. Damn him!
    “Kimber, can we talk?”
    I stare of course and can’t find any words to respond. What an idiot. Instead my head nods and my feet force me to follow him as he leads us out of the classroom door. His familiar scent trails behind creating confusion and longing in my head. Why, oh why, can’t I handle myself when he’s around?
    Once we exit the doors, the warm Texas air surrounds me and I’m able to think a little clearer. He hasn’t changed a bit. Checking out his backside, I notice the muscles in his back I am very familiar with, barely visible through the thin fabric of his white t-shirt and those jeans that hug his very tight ass. Shit Kimber, stop checking him out.
    I inhale the sweet air from the jasmine blooming close by and focus on that smell instead as he turns to look down into my eyes. There is something there that can only be described as sympathy and suddenly I’m defensive.
    “Andrew, what do you want?” This comes out a little bit fiercer than I was planning.
    “Kimber, just hear me out.” His voice is just as firm as mine.
    My defenses are up big time now. He left right after senior year to go to college across the state. I didn’t want to try and keep up with a long distance relationship so I broke it off. Later I heard things about other girls, lots of other girls, and it just gave me more security in my decision. But I always wondered if I did the wrong thing.
    A small sigh escapes my lips, “Andrew, why are you here? I heard you finished your degree. Why would you come back?”
    He looks around as if gathering his words and explains, “I’m working here at the college as a teaching assistant. Today I was observing Dr. Jones so I could get a feel for his class and how he runs it. I’m completing my masters so I can teach here.”
    My heart sinks as soon as he finishes his explanation. I’m embarrassed more than anything. This might be a class I need to drop now. Can I crawl up under a rock and die?
    “I just wanted to let you know why I am here and in your class. I was hoping there wouldn’t be any weirdness between us.” He pauses. “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”
    Too late for that now. Oh my god he looks so good . It seemed that he always had a square jaw and a forever five-o’clock shadow, but now he has grown into them. I’m definitely kicking myself for letting this one get away.
    I stutter after staring once again for an awkward minute, “I uh…no weirdness, it’s fine.” I look away unable to meet his gaze. I just want to go and cry.
    Glancing down at my watch I tell him, “I have to get to my other class, I’m already late.”
    I don’t even bother to look up as I scurry back toward the building. My next class is through this building and half-way through the next. I can’t believe Andrew Perry, my high school boyfriend, and the love of my life, is now a teacher in my class. That rock is looking mighty fine right now.
     

Chapter Five

     
    David drops me off at my apartment. I barely make it through the door before collapsing onto the oversized couch. I overdid it tonight with the liquor but hey, technically I got engaged and celebrated the engagement of my good friend.
    I don’t know how long I slept before repetitive ringing wakes me up. My head is killing me. I roll over and find that I am on the couch still fully clothed. I didn’t even take my shoes