Fucking anatomy! It has always been the subject that I struggled with the most at high school, and now at University. I passed the exam in my first semester, but only just. I've decided to dedicate my summer break to really study anatomy and physiology, without the pressure of deadlines and exams, to really smash pathophysiology of disease in my second year. At least it looks like it's going to storm soon and declining the offer from my friends to go to the beach wasn't such a bad idea after all. Getting into Medicine was not easy, but it made my dad proud and due to my daddy issues, it made me happy to know he was finally proud of me.
It is so quiet and peaceful in the library it makes me feel like I have walked into my mother's house. Feels like home. Aisles and aisles of dusty books, old mahogany wood that gives a library a beautiful rich feel. This is how a library should be. And to make matters even better, there is no one else around. The library is all mine. Is there a better way to spend a stormy summer's day?
I find my spot in a dark corner; my back is up against the wall of the library giving me a full view of whoever comes in and out. There is a row of medical books and journals to my left. They make me a little anxious, thinking about all the things I still need to learn.
A few hours pass and I am in need of coffee. I noticed that the storm has started too. Great. I don't want to get my textbooks or laptop wet so I decide to leave them in the library. The coffee shop is only around the corner and no one has come into the library the whole time I have been here.
Much to my surprise the coffee shop is quiet today. The storm must have kept people away. I can be so impatient sometimes, especially when it is something I need, so I will be skipping back to the library one happy little girl.
On my return, I noticed another dedicated soul in the library. I wonder what he is studying... Wait, why is he sitting right next to my things? Oh, there goes my good mood. For fucks sake dude, you have a whole library why must you sit near me! Maybe he didn't see your things- as if he couldn't. Wait, is that Professor Liam? You would think I would have noticed his ego before I noticed it was him. Makes sense that he is sitting near me then as I am sure he also needs the textbooks I need. After all, he was my anatomy lecturer last year. I am still pissed but maybe I was too quick to anger. He might be able to help me. He was much more striking than I remembered from class. But in class, I was probably too focused on the textbook to really look at him. I forgot just how devastatingly beautiful this man is. Not just his mind is brilliant, his jawline is strong, his lips are full and those eyes. Those stunning, alluring green eyes that demand respect and mean business.
Do I say hello considering we are practically sitting in each other's laps or do I leave him to it? Surely I should say hello but why do I feel a little embarrassed?
"Hey Liam, it's Rosie from the first session. How are you?" No one else was in the library so I didn't mind speaking loudly. Normally I would get so cranky at other people for being so loud and distracting me. Wish I had the confidence to tell people to shut the fuck up.
"Yes Rosie, I remember you quite well. How are you?"
The way he asks me in that low voice makes me feel like his words are ropes, wrapping around my body, fixing me to the spot, tightening and sending quivers through my flesh. It almost felt quite seductive and flirty. And an all too familiar ache starts low in my stomach. I really need to get laid, it's been way too long.
"Ahh good thanks. What brings you here today?" I ask in a very unnatural tone, also trying to be sexy but it doesn't come as easy to me as it does to Liam... apparently. Why am I trying to be sexy for my teacher? Shit. I repeat in my head "you can not fuck your teacher, you can not fuck your teacher, YOU CAN NOT FUCK YOUR TEACHER!". I try to rationally talk myself down-he's your teacher, and you're horny because it's almost your period, and you are bored from studying all day. You know what you get like Rosie, get your mind out of the gutter.
I don't even listen to his response, all I can focus on is his lips when he speaks. Those lips look like they could really fuck a girl up. I want him to fuck me up. My mind wanders off to thinking about kissing them, running my tongue along them, biting them.
"Hmm sorry, what was that?" Pay attention girl!
"I asked what it is you are studying?"
"Oh, anatomy and physiology actually."
"You passed my class," he says in more of a statement than a question.
"Yeah I did. I just want to make sure that it is cemented into my brain before I start studying how disease takes over the body" my response comes out quite nervous. Can't really be sexy while talking about disease.