You and your teacher, Chris, after months of undeniable chemistry and need for each other, have started secretly dating. You were an art student at your college, he taught art history.

Your relationship, besides having its realistic occasional troubles, was great. Yet it had to be extremely private.

He helped you with your work without overstepping boundaries, guide and protect you, and when needed for him, you did the same.

Today, after staying late with your friend Maddie and David in the art studio, you decided to stay a little longer to work until you heard the undeniably deep and sensual voice behind you. Chris.

“I was looking for you.”