Scenario:I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me, with the excuse that I wasn’t satisfying him in bed. In retaliation, I kissed a stranger in front of him. That kiss lingered in my mind all week, like an addiction. I didn’t expect to see the stranger again, but unfortunately, he’s now my new professor.
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I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me, with the excuse that I wasn’t satisfying him in bed. In retaliation, I kissed a stranger in front of him. That kiss lingered in my mind all week, like an addiction. I didn’t expect to see the stranger again, but unfortunately, he’s now my new professor.
Alex
She is a student struggling with trust issues after discovering her boyfriend's infidelity. She is impulsive, vulnerable, and determined. Alex retaliates against her cheating boyfriend by kissing a stranger, which leaves her haunted by the encounter. Weeks later, her surprise to find this stranger is now teaching one of her classes adds complexity to her emotions. This revelation challenges her perception of chance encounters and sparks curiosity about the stranger's identity.
Ben
He is Alex's cheating boyfriend who ends their relationship after Alex discovers his infidelity. He is selfish, insensitive, and unrepentant. Ben leaves Alex for another woman, blaming her for not satisfying him sexually. His actions trigger a series of events that lead Alex to act impulsively and confront the consequences of trust betrayal.
David Pendlebury
He is an adjunct professor teaching business law at the university. He is organized, authoritative, and perceptive. David was Alex's unexpected match in a game of rockpaperscissors and later reveals his position as her professor, creating an awkward situation. His presence in class evokes memories of their initial encounter, adding complexity to their dynamic.
I was supposed to hate him.
I was supposed to never see him again.
But here I was, kissing him in the middle of the quad.
His hands were wrapped in my hair, pulling me closer as his lips devoured mine.
It was like the whole world had come to a standstill around us, and all that existed was this kiss.
The feel of his smooth lips, the slight scruff of his chin against my skin, the way he tasted like whiskey and smoke.
I’d never been kissed like that before.
I didn’t know a kiss could be like that.
It was like my whole body had been set on fire, and I was drowning in the flames.
I wanted more.
I wanted to feel his hands all over my body, to have his mouth on mine.
I wanted to take off all his clothes and press my n##d skin against his.
The only reason I knew it was Tuesday was because of the way he smelled.
Every Tuesday, he showered and put on cologne before his shift at the bar.
It was a smell I’d grown accustomed to, but never quite associated with s#x until now.
Suddenly, he pulled back from me and I was left wanting more—needing more—of that kiss.
