Thread: Claiming The Wolf (Hatchet & ScarlettRose)

Alyssa's gazed narrowed on her Professor. He was unusually cheery. Well, cheery might not have been the right word but . . . Well behaved. As well behaved, that was, as she assumed as he could be. Dr Kent put her at ease however. He seemed like a genuinely cheery man. His smile was authentic and there was no pretense about him. He appeared just as a Professor should. Much unlike his companion who sat across from him like a Viking God at this very moment. Her dark brown gaze settled once more on Professor Locke as the other man declared that Locke claimed she was a excelling student. That defined brow raised once again, it was almost a question to her brusque lecturer that challenged silently, Oh really? However, she guessed that Dr Kent was just being polite. Yet, when Dr Kent mentioned The Bachelorette, Alyssa's face turned chagrined red. She found herself once more mortified. Again, she did not know whether Dr Kent was serious or if he was making fun of her. He didn't seem like the kind of man who would be the latter. Deciding to simply smile, Alyssa started with their order for drinks. She was perplexed. They weren't going anywhere for awhile and she couldn't pawn them off to one of her colleagues even if they were around. Which fortunately turned out to be a good thing, meaning she wouldn't have the time to stand around and make small talk with the Professors. As she ordered the cola for Dr Kent, she couldn't help but notice the slight tension between the men when they were ordering their drinks. Which she supposed was good, taking the attention off her but she couldn't help but notice something in Professor Locke's eyes when Dr Kent had mentioned it being early to start on the hard stuff. Something almost animalistic. But this WAS Professor Locke they were talking about. He was practically beastly. Clearly less so however when food was involved. Hey Joey, water down that beer just a little will ya. She said to the bartender. It wasn't unusual to water down the beer, usually when a customer was getting rowdy but with Professor Locke she was taking no chances. Even if he could taste a slight difference, how was he gonna prove it? Grabbing the drinks she headed back to the table, being stopped three times along the way. She had become a pro writing things with one hand and carrying a tray in the other. Sorry about the wait. She smiled to the men, imaging them to be just regular customers and not men who could very possibly make or destroy her career. Her eyes rolled in disbelieve as she took the calorific order from Professor Locke. Dr Kent was more of a gentleman and only ordered a small dish. She peered at Professor Locke again and decided he couldn't possibly have over ordered. He was huge. And no doubt the calories he was about to intake hardly made a dent in what he possibly consumed everyday. Right. It won't be too long gentleman. Just hang back and I'll have your food in no time and if you need anything else just give me a shout. She smiled once more. As she whizzed around all the tables in her section, although she took orders, bought food back and forth, her mind was on Dr Kent's words. She deduced after overthinking the conversation, at least five times by now, that, one Although Dr Locke was way down in the Lecture Theater, he had heard EVERY word of her conversation. Firstly, how was that even possible? Two He was discussing her with his colleagues. She wondered if they sat around laughing at her. Alyssa frowned at that thought. Three Dr Locke, was clearly a COMPLETELY different man outside of work. Four Somehow, she suddenly found him attractive and five She did not trust him at all. She grabbed their glasses and got them refills when she saw they were empty and started wiping down the table next to theirs that was unoccupied now. She glanced up when he questioned her. Schedules here are nowhere near as ridged as the ones you impose in your class Professor. She grinned across at him. My colleagues are taking their . . . unofficial breaks. Which meant they were mean and old enough and had been here long enough to do as they pleased and she was fairly new and at the bottom of the pile. It's work. Alyssa shrugged and then disappeared when their order was ready. She carried all the food over and laid it out in front of them. Enjoy. She smiled. You guys have a good eye, ordered the best stuff on the menu. Do you need anything else? Last edited Jun 10, 2018