Sunrise at Sunset by Jaz Primo Page A

him with remarkable impact. Suffice to say, while not impossible, it was a highly unusual level of performance.
    “Thank you. That’s nice to know,” she absently replied. “Actually, I came by for you.”
    Came for me?
    She noted the momentary look of confusion on his face with silent appreciation. Slow down, Katrina , she silently chided in a split second’s time. She warmly smiled at him as she listened to his pulse, noting he had a strong heart. From where she stood, she could almost hear the blood rushing through his body. His blood momentarily called to her, and she steadied the innate desire for it that rose in her system.
    “I was hoping that we could talk, actually,” she amended with a gentle tone.
    “Sure,” he replied while gesturing to a small guest chair next to his desk. “What’s up?”
    She tentatively smiled with a sparkle in her green eyes. “Actually, I was thinking that maybe you’d like to talk over coffee somewhere.”
    He was disappointed as a small warning bell went off in his head. His smile faded, and he responded, “I’m sorry, Katrina. I shouldn’t; what with you being one of my students and everything.”
    But her smile was confident as she raised an eyebrow and countered, “Have you posted our final grades?”
    “Well, yes, as a matter of fact,” he carefully answered. “But you’re still a student.”
    “Really?” she asked. “I don’t believe I’m enrolled here anymore.”
    A momentary look of surprise played across his face. “I don’t understand,” he ventured with confusion. “Aren’t you enrolling in other courses?”
    She shook her head in an almost self-satisfied manner.
    “But –” he paused. “Your potential is amazing. Surely, you want to finish a degree or something.”
    Katrina smirked, regarding his confusion with a sly expression. “No, my college experience has come to an end,” she replied. “It provided me with all that I needed.”
    Caleb blinked once and asked, “Well, what other courses have you completed?”
    Her expression turned serious, and she paused before answering in a quiet voice, “History.”
    His mind momentarily reeled at the odd implications of her simple statement, and his thoughts seemed to seize as he got lost in the pair of beautiful green eyes staring back at him.
    “Coffee?” she ventured while never losing eye contact. “I’ll drive.”
    In the parking lot, Caleb stood before the sleek, jet black Audi sports car in awe. Even by the dim lighting it was a spectacle of automotive engineering. He couldn’t even dream of something like that given his salary. “ This is your car?” he incredulously asked.
    Katrina smirked at him as she unlocked the doors with her remote. Ah, he likes it , she complimented herself. “Hop in,” she offered while sliding behind the driver’s seat.
    He gingerly sat in the passenger seat and reveled in the luxurious leather interior. The vehicle fit him like a glove, and he glanced sidelong at Katrina with a wide-eyed expression. “This is new,” he noted while breathing in the scent of the new car smell mixed with fresh leather. “Cool.”
    Katrina smiled during their drive through the Atlanta city streets as the radio played alternative rock tunes. She basked in the sense of anticipation emanating in small waves from him and took pleasure in having piqued his curiosity.
    She studied Caleb with interest as they sat across from each other at the Starbucks on Northeast Moreland Avenue. The place was bustling with people at that hour, but the atmosphere still felt cozy as they secured a small table in the corner of the room near the magazine rack. Pleasant acoustic guitar music serenaded them over the speakers, and they viewed the busy street outside through the front window. Despite the invitation to coffee, Caleb carefully sipped at a mug of Darjeeling. Realizing it was still too hot, he sat the cup down and smiled at Katrina as he noticed her intently observing him.
    She enjoyed