Crush - Season 1 - Episode 3

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Crush - Season 1 - Episode 3

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But my nerves relaxed when he smiled reassuringly seconds later, turning on his bed so that he could get closer to me.

“okay but why?” he asked,
“becauseeeee,” I tried to continue but I couldn’t; I was too
distracted by his eyes.,”
“I,” I stuttered my words. “I … uh … like you.”

“I like you too,” he smiled.

“No,” I shook my head, my breathing so heavy I was sure he
could hear it.

“I mean, I really like
you.” i murmured.

“I know,” he touched my laps gently, I felt the heat radiating from his body.

“I like you too.” he repeated,
“What?” My voice raised a few notches, only seconds from being a screech.

“I have seen the way you look at me.” He smiled, moving back and sitting on the edge of his bed.

“After a while, I guess I started looking at you the same way. I’m glad it was not
noticeable though. If other students saw it, I could get into trouble.” he added calmly,
“Why?” I asked curiously. “I am a big girl?”

“But you are my student,” he frowned. “That is kind of a big no no in my ethics.” he answered,
“Oh,” I frowned, “I should probably go.”

I turned quickly, just ready to leave his room. {though very happy to learn that he was lusting after me as well.

“Judith,” his voice echoed in my head as i tried to stand, I felt his hand caressing my left knee, my entire body lit up like fireworks.

I turned around quickly, my heart
pounding so loudly that it was all I could hear. His hand had touched me

.
In the last couple
months of being in his class, I could not remember a time in
which he had touched me. Even when submitting my assignment book, our bodies never once came in contact with one another.
“Yes?” I answered,
“Never mind,” he sighed, hanging his head down low as he took off his hand from my body.

“What is it?” I asked with concern, “Is
something the matter?”

“You should probably go.” He murmured, avoiding making eye contact with me.

“I truly don’t want to go,” I held my ground, resisting the urge to
slam my foot against the ground.

“I want to be here with you.” i added shamelessly,

“I can’t” he shook his head at me before breaking eye contact once again.

“You can’t what?” I asked, “Tell me.”

“I can’t touch you,” he answered with a sad look hanging in
his eyes.

“Why not?” I wondered aloud.

“You are a student and a little girl, you seem not to know what you are up against.” He looked up at me, trying to give a reassuring smile, but it was not working.

“moreover I can’t risk it.” he murmured under his breath, dashing my hopes.