Thread: hindsight is always twenty-twenty [loki & angelicxdream]

Oh, Professor... just let me take care of you tonight. Maria grinned from ear to ear, as she grabbed his hand. Italian, it is! Come. I'll lead the way. Yes, she would use any excuse to touch him. Purposefully, she lead him into a secluded area, where she had parked her sleek black BMW. Purposefully, she walked slowly with him. She felt a shiver run down her spine, and that electricity, thick as a fog, charging through her fingers, the moment she grabbed his hand. She hoped he felt it too. How could he not? She wasn't that brave, to ask him, so she left it at that. She frowned, as they reached where she had parked. Did she have to let go of his hand? Begrudgingly, she held onto his warm, large hand for a moment more, making it a bit more obvious of her intentions before she let him go, and watched him walk to the other side to get into her car. She had rented a car the minute she had landed, she hated public transportation. It was the best way to get lost in a city she barely knew. She had only been in Boston a few times before, and that was with her family. The ride was smooth, it was barely a fifteen minute ride before they arrived at the Italian restaurant. During the ride, she gushed over everything, over every minute detail of his presentation. Okay, yeah, she was sucking up. Why did she need to suck up? She had finished his course with flying colours. She hoped that what she said in the car would be accepted without suspicion of any ulterior motives. She hoped that he would feel the same way, that she was appraising him for his work well done, and not because she was trying to get something out of him. Well, she was, but it was definitely not academic. She smiled innocently at Professor Grey. In fact, during this conversation, she even found out that they were on the same flight back home. How exciting. We'll be there soon. I hope you're hungry! She giggled, and stepped on the pedal of the car, as it took them to their destination. As she parked the car, she grinned up at him and stared at him for a few moments before speaking. Well, let's go before I eat you myself, Professor. Her last few words were spoken with barely a whisper. Did he hear her? This restaurant didn't look like much. In fact, most people drove past it to eat at the more trendy American restaurant located across the street. In fact, if she hadn't been in the mood for Italian the other night, she might have gone to the American restaurant herself. Stepping inside the restaurant, Maria asked for a table of two, and they were seated promptly by the window, looking out at the brilliant view of the city, lit up by the many street lights, only intercepted by the sounds of children laughing, adults talking and the occasional barks of dogs and meows of cats. Unlike most restaurants, Maria chose to sit beside him, and not across from him, it would be much easier to access him this way and show him that she was just not his student, she could be much, much more. The waitress, Maria groaned inside, was a skimpily dressed woman who looked just about her age, if not younger with bright blonde hair and a curvy body. She smiled curtly to the waitress and said, I think we're going to need five minutes. Whatever you want, Professor Grey, it's on me tonight. She smiled, and reassured him, Don't worry, I can afford it. What would you like to drink? Looking closer at her dinner date, she frowned. Poor thing, he looked so wiped out. Even now, she could see the lines that were etched on his face from staying up late working, the dark circles under his eyes. She wanted to soothe him. Maybe a good, warm meal would do him some good. Perk him up a little. Chewing on her bottom lip, she surveyed the menu, although she knew what she wanted. And it wasn't on the menu. She beamed up at him, as she ran her fingers lightly across his knuckles. The waitress came back to greet them again. Maria made sure the waitress, Sara, knew that he was taken. Or, he would be soon. She decided not to let the green monster out and smiled at her. Yes, we will order... I think I will have a glass of your red wine, what would you like, Professor?