dragged me out to.
“I like it here, it has a very relaxing atmosphere,” I murmured, while looking over at him and suddenly realizing just how close he was, when he faced me. I’ve never been this close to him, I could actually smell his cologne. A long moment passed as we gazed at each other, with no words spoken.
“I agree. I come here when I need to do exactly that, relax and enjoy myself,” he murmured, as his eyes lowered to my lips and then back up to my eyes. “This group plays here once every month, and I try to make it each time,” he finally replied, after clearing his throat.
“I would too, if I had known about them. This music is so good, I really like it,” I smiled, ignoring the butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
“Maybe later you’d join me for a dance then?”
“Hmm, maybe, but I need a drink first,” I responded. He then leaned forward and pressed a button on the side of the table, and a waiter appeared shortly after.
“Mr. Brennan, nice to have you back, sir. What can I do for you tonight?” The waiter eagerly asked. He really is a regular here.
“Is champagne alright, Jessica?” He asked me, gauging my answer. Isn’t champagne for celebrating?
“Sure, but I would love to add a shot of whiskey though,” I stated. His eyebrows rose in surprise, and I smiled at him. He then nodded to me, as he turned back to the waiter.
“A bottle of Champagne, and two shots of whiskey.”
“Yes, sir, right away.” The waiter scurried off, as Thomas turned back to me. I could see the question written all over his face, without him even asking.
“My Dad always says that whiskey calms you down, and even though champagne sounds amazing, I knew I needed a shot of the calm that only whiskey can deliver,” I offered.
“I see, well your father definitely knows what he’s talking about. But there are other ways of achieving that calm you desire, without the consumption of alcohol, Miss Moore,” he stated, and winked at me. I knew now that he was indeed with me, yet again.
“So, how have you been, Professor?” I asked him as I tried to ignore the warmth I was beginning to feel between my legs.
“You aren’t going to stop calling me professor, are you?” He chuckled.
“I like it, actually. In and out of the classroom,” I’d stated, before I could catch myself. What the hell.
“As you wish. To answer your question, I am doing well. I’m glad that the school year is over, and my academic vacation has officially started,” he replied.
“Wow, that’s great. So, are you traveling some, or are you staying close by?” I didn’t know why I asked him that, but I really wanted him to answer my question. No matter how invasive it was.
“A little of both, but that may change in the foreseeable future.” He smirked at me. I found myself taking a deep breath, to calm my nerves and unfiltered mouth.
“I wish I could have had more of a break, to at least travel a little, before I start my new job. Unfortunately I didn’t get much free time, but that’s partially my doing. So for me, I went straight from college, to working full-time. I start on Monday, and I’m so excited,” I beamed.
“That’s great, Jess, I am very proud of you.” He stated.
“Thank you so much, for everything, Professor.”
“My pleasure. So, if you could travel, where would you go?” He asked. The waiter then approached us with our drinks. He began to set down the bucket holding the bottle of Champagne, and the two shots of whiskey. Meanwhile, I was thinking of my answer to his question. Where would I want to travel?
“Jessica?” He called my name, and I looked over to see him staring at me.
“Oh, sorry, I was still thinking of where I wanted to travel. There are so many places, I can’t narrow it down to just one,” I murmured.
“I understand. I was going to ask if you’ve eaten dinner.”
“Um, well, not exactly.”
“Okay, neither have I. So, we’ll eat then, okay?”
“Yes, I
“I like it here, it has a very relaxing atmosphere,” I murmured, while looking over at him and suddenly realizing just how close he was, when he faced me. I’ve never been this close to him, I could actually smell his cologne. A long moment passed as we gazed at each other, with no words spoken.
“I agree. I come here when I need to do exactly that, relax and enjoy myself,” he murmured, as his eyes lowered to my lips and then back up to my eyes. “This group plays here once every month, and I try to make it each time,” he finally replied, after clearing his throat.
“I would too, if I had known about them. This music is so good, I really like it,” I smiled, ignoring the butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
“Maybe later you’d join me for a dance then?”
“Hmm, maybe, but I need a drink first,” I responded. He then leaned forward and pressed a button on the side of the table, and a waiter appeared shortly after.
“Mr. Brennan, nice to have you back, sir. What can I do for you tonight?” The waiter eagerly asked. He really is a regular here.
“Is champagne alright, Jessica?” He asked me, gauging my answer. Isn’t champagne for celebrating?
“Sure, but I would love to add a shot of whiskey though,” I stated. His eyebrows rose in surprise, and I smiled at him. He then nodded to me, as he turned back to the waiter.
“A bottle of Champagne, and two shots of whiskey.”
“Yes, sir, right away.” The waiter scurried off, as Thomas turned back to me. I could see the question written all over his face, without him even asking.
“My Dad always says that whiskey calms you down, and even though champagne sounds amazing, I knew I needed a shot of the calm that only whiskey can deliver,” I offered.
“I see, well your father definitely knows what he’s talking about. But there are other ways of achieving that calm you desire, without the consumption of alcohol, Miss Moore,” he stated, and winked at me. I knew now that he was indeed with me, yet again.
“So, how have you been, Professor?” I asked him as I tried to ignore the warmth I was beginning to feel between my legs.
“You aren’t going to stop calling me professor, are you?” He chuckled.
“I like it, actually. In and out of the classroom,” I’d stated, before I could catch myself. What the hell.
“As you wish. To answer your question, I am doing well. I’m glad that the school year is over, and my academic vacation has officially started,” he replied.
“Wow, that’s great. So, are you traveling some, or are you staying close by?” I didn’t know why I asked him that, but I really wanted him to answer my question. No matter how invasive it was.
“A little of both, but that may change in the foreseeable future.” He smirked at me. I found myself taking a deep breath, to calm my nerves and unfiltered mouth.
“I wish I could have had more of a break, to at least travel a little, before I start my new job. Unfortunately I didn’t get much free time, but that’s partially my doing. So for me, I went straight from college, to working full-time. I start on Monday, and I’m so excited,” I beamed.
“That’s great, Jess, I am very proud of you.” He stated.
“Thank you so much, for everything, Professor.”
“My pleasure. So, if you could travel, where would you go?” He asked. The waiter then approached us with our drinks. He began to set down the bucket holding the bottle of Champagne, and the two shots of whiskey. Meanwhile, I was thinking of my answer to his question. Where would I want to travel?
“Jessica?” He called my name, and I looked over to see him staring at me.
“Oh, sorry, I was still thinking of where I wanted to travel. There are so many places, I can’t narrow it down to just one,” I murmured.
“I understand. I was going to ask if you’ve eaten dinner.”
“Um, well, not exactly.”
“Okay, neither have I. So, we’ll eat then, okay?”
“Yes, I
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