I am so damn hot.

That thought flurried through my mind first thing when I woke up. My body was engulfed by an immense heat like I was trapped in a furnace set on high.

Why the fuck am I so hot?

I went to move my arm to throw the covers off of my sweating body when I realized that there weren't any covers over the top half of my body.

Instead, there was an arm wrapped firmly around my torso acting as a vice grip. I soon realized that the heat I was feeling was coming from the chest pressed against my back and the leg that was swung over my own, resting and trapping me against another body. Nathans body.

Well, someone likes to cuddle.

With the realization that it was, in fact, Nathan's sleeping form pressed against my body creating the heat waves flowing through me, I suddenly found that I couldn't care less.

I could feel his even breathing fanning across the back of my neck and the memories of last night came flooding back into my mind and the biggest of grins rose up onto my lips.

With a rush of glee flowing through my body, I twisted myself over until I came nose to nose with Nathans incredibly handsome, completely peaceful, sleeping face.

His lips were parted, his breath moving between them at an even pace. My fingers twitched with the desire to run themselves through his wild combination of sex and bed hair.

He looked so tranquil, so relaxed and content. But I was awake and feeling supremely playful and giddy and I needed some company so I decided it was time for him to wake up.

So, being the loving girlfriend that I was, I reached my hand out and traced my fingers over his warm, stubble covered cheek.

Then I flicked the tip of his nose.

Nathans eyes flew open and I was greeted with their deep sapphire beauty that was swirling with a mixed of surprise and sleep.

"What the hell was that for?" Nathan asked, his voice thick with sleep and deeper than normal, which my hormones were definitely taking notice to.

"It was your wakeup call," I answered back innocently.

"I don't think I remember asking for a wakeup call," he grumbled as he looped both of his arms around my waist and dragged me flush up against his chest. "And if I did, I don't think I would have asked for something so violent to wake me up."

"It wasn't violent! It was a love tap." My lips had now drawn up into a playful smile, my eyes shining into his.

Nathans nuzzled his head into my neck to stifle his laughter. "That's a pathetic excuse for a love tap."

Then I found myself being rolled onto my back as Nathan propelled his body over top of mine and rested his full weight on top of my considerably smaller frame. He looked down at me with a smolder, his eyebrows cocked upwards.

"Why can't you just be like all the other girlfriends in the world and wake me up with a kiss?"

"Because then I would be boring and you wouldn't love me as much." I answered confidently.

Nathans eyes narrowed teasingly as he held my stare. "Good answer."

Laughter sputtered from my lips when he dropped his head back down into the crook of my neck, releasing the last bit of his weight onto my body.

"What are you doing? You're suffocating me!" I tried to work my hands in between his chest and mine to push him off but his weight and strength were far too much for my weak hands to handle.

"It's what you get for flicking me awake." His breath tickled the hairs on my neck as he answered.

"But that was out of love!"

"So is this."

"But I have to go to class soon!"

I once again tried shoving his weight off of mine; a lighthearted smile planted on my lips the entire struggle.

Nathans head popped up rather abruptly, his tired yet joyful stare finding mine. "No you don't."

"Unless you have the power to cancel my Literature class then I'm afraid I do."

"But... what if I can persuade you to stay?" He asked, his eyes darkening a shade or two as he pressed his still naked body into mine. Bolts of desire washed through my entire body and struck deep within my core.

"As tempting an offer as that is, I have to go. I have a test on Friday that we are going over the material for today."

"Oh come on, live a little, minx," his lips mumbled against my neck as he began trialing hot kisses slowly down my neck.

My resolve was waning slowly but surely. My eyes closed on their own accord to relish in the feelings of his warm, wet mouth sucking seductively at my skin. I felt his teeth rake down my neck softly just seconds before he bit down on the sensitive flesh causing a sharp gasp to escape through my lips.

"You're a horrible influence on me, sir," I moaned in a deep voice.

He simply hummed into my neck in response, the feeling vibrating through my chest as he worked his way down.

"This isn't fair."

"I never said I played fair," he replied just moments before capturing my excited nipple in between his teeth, rolling over the tip of the bud with his tongue.

"Ah...Nathan," I half whined, half moaned in protest as he began rocking his hips against mine, his smooth, large, hardened member pressing fixedly against my pelvic bone just above my entrance.

"Can I help you?" He asked once he released my perked nipple from his mouths grasp. He quickly took up another task of pleasurable torture as I felt his fingertips begin to scale down my stomach, barely making contact with my skin though, causing my need only to multiply and thoughts of going to class floated to the back of my mind.

"See, you're trying to act like you want me to stop," Nathan spoke as he raised his head up so he could connect our stares, his hands still moving down my torso gradually becoming closer and closer to my heated core. "When I know for a fact-"

"Oh, god," I huffed out, throwing my head back into the feather filled pillow when I felt one of Nathans digits sink into me.

"That that's the last thing you want me to do," he finished his statement from before in a gruff tone as he continued to work his fingers inside of me, building me into a writhing frenzy.

I think it's easy enough to assume that I missed all of my classes for the rest of the day.

Nathan and I made love twice more that day, once that morning and once more when I invited myself into his shower.

I can say that was hands down, the filthiest shower I'd ever had.

We spent the entire day together before I had to force myself to leave, much to Nathans regret, and go back home so that I had clothes and my supplies for school the next day.

The next morning as I threw on some tan shorts and a deep blue V neck shirt, I couldn't seem to wipe the smile off of my face. Even as I was brushing my teeth, I ended up dripping toothpaste all over my chin due to the fact that my lips refused to relax from their excited, gleeful, smiling position.

I had never felt this amazing before. Everything about the morning, the way my body was practically glowing, and every thought that crossed my mind just seemed like perfection. There was absolutely nothing that could spoil my mood today. Even the sly comments that Ben tried to toss my way during our car ride to school for Mrs. Smith's class.

"Why are you so damn happy?" Ben asked exasperatedly as we passed street after street, making our way to the University.

"I just am! Can't you just accept that?" I couldn't help the laughter from pouring through my lips at his baffled expression.

"No! I need a reason. In the almost three years that I have known you, I have never seen you this happy and I want to know why!"

"Why do you have to know?"

"Because I'm your friend dammit and friends tell each other everything!"

"Do you need a reminder about keeping you and Mia's relationship a secret?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"That was different!"

I just chuckled at his insistent need to know and shook my head, relaxing my body into the seat of his car as Ben continued to spew out reason after reason, attempting to guess at what had put me in such a good mood.

"Did you win a millions dollars?" Ben asked as we pulled into a parking space at the University.

"Nope," I answered coolly as I grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder as I exited his car. I was met with the golden sun beaming down onto my face, warming me through and through.

"Did your parents surprise you with a trip to Hawaii?"

I snorted in response as we strolled up the steps and entered the Fine Arts building. "I wouldn't be here right now if that were true."

"Well then I have no idea, Alex!" Ben sighed, running his fingers through his mane of brunette hair.

"Good morning, Ms. Merrick."

That deep voice sent delightful shivers up my spine and my heart constricted with an instantaneous over flowing feeling of love.

Standing at the opened door, looking handsome and delicious as ever, was Nathan sporting the same obnoxious smile that I had on all morning. His short beard was recently trimmed and framed his jawline and lips to perfection, making him look rugged and sexy.

And his eyes; those eyes were shining back at me, brimming with a thousand different shades of love and admiration.

"Hi," I forced my lips to speak, quickly having to pull my lips in between my teeth to stop my stupid grin from overtaking my entire expression.

"Did you have a productive day yesterday? I heard though the grapevine that you missed all of your classes yesterday and I can only assume it was for a good reason." His question was professional enough but the playful glint and slight quirk of his lips told an entirely different story.

"Oh yes, it was, I can assure you for a very good reason. I've just had a very physically strenuous past 36 hours and I needed a bit of a break," I said while nodding, mirth gleaming within my eyes as I stared back at him, watching the memories of our past day together flood his mind as his eyes darkened with lust.

"Holy shit, that's it!" Ben suddenly exclaimed next to me, reminding me that he was still present. "You guys did it!" Ben whispered while pointing his finger back and forth at Nathan and me.

"Ben, be quiet!" I quickly cut in.

"Oh, man. That makes so much sense!" Ben continued on before reaching his hand out to shake Nathans. "Man, congrats. She hasn't stopped smiling the entire morning. You obviously know what you're doing in the bedroom."

And then he simply walked into the classroom without another word, leaving me with blood rushing into my cheeks and Nathan with a prideful smirk on his lips.

"Can't stop smiling, huh?"

"Shut up," I mumbled as I pushed at his chest playfully, that damn smile still traced onto my lips.

"Alex! How very nice to see you prompt and on time for class," a voice erupted besides us that I immediately recognized as Mrs. Smiths.

"Smith!" I exclaimed overtly excitedly, trying to over-mask the intense flirting session that Nathan and I just had going. I reached my arms out and drew her soft body into mine for a hug in which she returned wholeheartedly.

"So, did you miss me when I was gone or did Nathan here rise up to your standards?" She asked with a smile, pushing a teasing finger against Nathans arm, shoving his large frame.

"Eh, he was alright. Kind of lame if you ask me." Nathans eyes bugged at my statement, his mouth popping open in surprise.

"I don't think so, Ms. Merrick. I do believe I recall you telling me that I was your all-time favorite teacher," he shot back at me with an underlying tone of truth.

"And I believe you have finally gone insane." I was relishing in our playful banter, joy coursing through my veins as I continued to play with him, my sarcastic side coming out full force.

"I think anyone would go insane with a woman like you around all the time." He folded his strong arms together over his broad chest and leaned up against the door frame, looking down at me smugly.

"Don't pretend like you don't love it."

And then the sound of a woman clearing her throat echoed next to us.

Shit.

It had completely slipped my mind that Mrs. Smith was still there. I don't even know it happens but when Nathan is around, it's as if I forget all of my surroundings and my mind is at his mercy, knowing only him in that moment.

I glanced over nervously at Mrs. Smith whom was looking at both Nathan and I with curious eyes.

"Um, I should get to my seat," I stated and began to pass between them and walk into class but my feet stopped just in front of Mrs. Smith. "and to answer your question from before, yes. He was an excellent teacher and we were lucky to have him if we couldn't have had you."

And with that, I exited the conversation and walked up to Ben who was already sitting in his seat, doodling on his notebook.

The class went by far more seamlessly than it began. Mrs. Smith was talking on about the proper backdrops to use in certain lighting, how to create the perfect backdrop and things along those lines until her phone rang out half way through her lecture.

"Oh, damn," she said as she glanced down at her phone. "I have to take this everyone. It's the nanny. Nathan continued on while I take the call, please." She ushered him to stand from her desk as she walked out of the room, her heels clicking frantically as she answered the call and went into the hallway.

Nathan stood to his full height behind the desk and walked around to lean his back against the front of the desk.

"Okay, where exactly was she? I wasn't completely paying attention," he admitted sheepishly.

"Backdrops." I answered for him, causing his stare to fly in my direction and a soft, warm look entered his eyes.

"Thank you, Ms. Merrick." The softest of smiles lifted onto his lips that I knew was directed at and made for me.

"So backdrops! When creating-"

"Something off about you, man." One of the guys sitting up front immediately interrupted Nathans speech.

Nathan was obviously caught off guard with the students' sudden and odd statement. "I'm not sure I know what you mean."

The student leaned back in his chair causally as he seemed to be examining Nathan. "I don't know exactly what it is but something off. You're never not paying attention and you're just so... I don't know, happy?"

Nathan cocked his head to the side, staring at the student with confused eyes.

"I'm sorry if my happiness is a disruption to you."

"No, man! It's not it's just different from your normal stoic attitude." The student retorted.

"Maybe he got laid," Ben's voice erupted besides me, causing my eyebrows to shoot up wildly and every students stare to soar in our direction.

"That's totally what it is! McCoy got it in!" The student upfront declared, causing the guys sitting around him to nod and mumble in agreement.

"I will kill you!" I whisper yelled at Ben who was dying of a laughing fit next to me, clutching at his stomach desperately and the laughter over took his body.

"I couldn't help myself!" Ben managed to say through his laughter.

"Come on, McCoy, tell us about her!" Another student asked. Nathan shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose trying to contain his own chuckles.

"I'm not telling you about her. I'm teaching you all valuable things here, not giving you all preview of my personal life."

"So there is a girl!" The same guy from upfront yelled. The entire class was now entrapped into their conversation, all thoughts of backdrops long forgotten.

Nathans eyes were stilled on the students for a moment before he nodded his head. "There is a girl." And just for a fleeting moment, his eyes fixed on mine.

"He's looking at you." Ben nudged my shoulder as he spoke.

"Do you want to be castrated? Because I can make that happen."

Ben was thankfully silent of his comments after my threat to his manhood.

"So are you guys serious or is she just a hot piece of tail? Hit it and quit it sort of thing?" The student continued to inquire.

"She is most certainly not a hit it and quit it kind of girl. Imply that again and I'll see to it that you fail the semester exam." Nathan's eyes were intent on the student who had insulted our relationship, full of menace and promise.

"Dude, chill. I was just asking," he held his hands up in surrender. "Man, you're really serious about this girl. She hot?"

"Gorgeous, sexy, funny, feisty. She's pretty much everything that any guy would want."

Nathan's comments were quickly charging every fiber inside of my body, readying for the moment we were alone so I could pounce on him and show him how deeply I appreciated everything he was saying.

"Mr. McCoy, it sounds like you're in love with this girl." Another random student spoke up. I had to position my hands in front of my mouth to conceal the giant grin that was hiding underneath. My eyes, on the other hand, were giving everything away.

"What girl?"

All eyes fell on Mrs. Smith as she re-entered the room, her eyes fixed on Nathans.

"McCoy's got a girlfriend!"

"Oh," Smith huffed out, her eyes calculating as she looked over Nathans now rigid frame. "And do you?"

"Do I what?" Nathan asked, shaking his head in confusion.

"Love her. Do you love her?" Her stare refused to wane from Nathans as he visibly became uncomfortable under her intense stare and beyond personal question.

My shoulders tensed in anticipation and I sunk down in my seat with my eyes still set on the scene playing out before me in fear. I knew how Nathan felt but I wasn't sure how he felt about sharing that information with Mrs. Smith after our slip up in front of her.

"More than anything." Nathans eyes shone with veracity, his stare locked onto Mrs. Smith's confidently as he answered.

The breath I didn't realize I was holding finally released from my lungs. I moved my hands from my face, my lips tilting up into a sweet smile that I couldn't seem to contain as I stared at Nathan with the most tender, loving look.

Nathan looked my way briefly and caught my blatant staring. His eyes filled with such an intimacy that I had become all to accustom to as of late. I knew what he was trying to say with his brief but intense look and I tried my best to offer him the same look with the same meaning behind it.

It was the 'I love you' look.

Once I was sure I had been staring at him for longer than acceptable, I moved my gaze off of his.

Shock reverberated through my body as I was immediately met with a pair of light blue, wise, knowing eyes staring back at me from the front of the classroom.

Mrs. Smith was looking at me, her eyes telling me everything I needed to know and feared in that moment.

My eyes flitted away from hers, retreating with what I'm sure was dread sitting within my hazelnut eyes. I set my head into my hands, once again hiding my face from view as I turned my head to face Ben's.

His hazel eyes connected with my panicked light brown ones as my breathing began to intensify and the whole world began to crumble beneath me.

"She knows."

Here you guys go! Smith knows something ;) How do you think she will react and what will she say? Please comment your thoughts and vote if you loved it!

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