Only For You(11)

By: Genna Rulon


Sam played on my conscience to get her way. She rarely wielded guilt to manipulate me, but when she did, it had a one-hundred percent success rate.

“Fine, but don’t expect me to become teacher’s pet.”

“Yay!” Sam clapped her hands in approval. “Besides, Hunter was a terrific teacher, professional and patient.”

“I already got a taste of his professionalism in class. I’m not sure I can take much more.”

“In all fairness, you were interrupting,” she gently reprimanded.

“You’re defending him?” I asked disappointed by her lack of backing.

“I find your caustic tongue absolutely hilarious, but there’s a time and a place.”

“From the girl who says anything that crosses her mind, no matter how personal or graphic.”

“Guilty as charged,” Sam affirmed proudly, “but I do switch on my filter when required, such as in a professional or educational setting. You never switch your filter to the ‘on’ position.”

Dang, she had a point and, by the smirk on her face, she knew it.

“You may have a point,” I conceded. “I might have been slightly disrespectful in choosing to share my thoughts at that precise moment.” Sam was about to praise my admission, but I continued, “However, it didn’t warrant being ejected.”

Sam sighed dramatically, “You’re right. He was probably making an example of you to stress the seriousness of the situation.”

I was about to launch into another rant about Mr. Hunter Charles’ behavior when Sam cut me off.

“It’s over. You need to let it go so we can start with a clean slate next week. Give the seminar a chance; it’s important.”





Chapter Three



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"My sexual orientation? Horizontal, usually.” -Unknown





When I arrived on campus Thursday morning, I obtained my mandatory cup of coffee before heading to class. Several students were already present, but my customary front row seat was vacant. Business Ethics, my final undergrad course; I couldn’t believe graduation would arrive in four months, and I would finally have my Bachelor’s degree in Business Management.

The person coming down the aisle on my left stumbled over my purse protruding in the aisle. I raised my eyes to offer my apology and stiffened. Not again, this could not be happening to me. I blinked repeatedly hoping my eyes were deceiving me. Just to be certain, I blinked again. He was sinful in navy wool trousers and a light blue shirt. Damn him and his supermodel gene pool! Recognizing I must address the interloper, I pasted a fake smile on my face.

“Hello, Mr. Charles. Fancy meeting you here.” Cheesy, but it was the best I could do in my current condition. Was fate toying with me? Had I committed some grievous crime unaware, for which I must now pay?

“Hello, Miss Carsen.” He returned my greeting while occupying the seat behind me…again, “I’m surprised to see you, too. Although there are a limited number of advanced business courses offered in the morning, so odds were high we would share a course or two. You’re a business major, I presume.”

“Yes, I am. Are you?” I asked him suspiciously.

“No. I already have my Bachelor’s from Columbia in Sociology. I decided to enroll in several upper level business courses that I regret not taking during my undergrad studies.”

“You already completed your degree and returned for more by choice?”

He shrugged casually. “It’s beneficial to my family’s business interests for me to have the extra classes. I don’t mind. I’ve always enjoyed learning.”

“Aren’t you the overachiever,” I retorted, frustrated that he had disproven my dunce theory.

Then it happened—his million-watt smile hit me full blast. His lips quirked slightly higher on the right side, permitting me to see a row of straight pearly whites peeking out. Am I drooling? I stealilthy wiped the corners of my mouth. I asked again—what deity had I offended or profaned resulting in this torture?

“Did you have braces?” I blurted suddenly, searching for any imperfection, willing to settle for one that was no longer visible.

“No,” he answered puzzled, “I do have three implants from competition injuries though.”

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