date night

"you look stunning by the way." jack breathes as he sets eyes on me.

i smile, "thank you."

he hasn't stopped being nice since he picked me up. i thought that he might've been an ass at least once during the car ride, but he wasn't rude at all. he's probably only mean when i'm mean to him.

his hand goes to the small of my back as we walk into the fancy, dine-in restaurant. it's a little far away from campus, but he insisted that we come here for our 'date'.

"gilinsky." his deep voice says to the waitress and i look at him impressed.

he was prepared.

he lets me walk ahead of him to the table like a gentleman and pull my chair out for me. these small kind gestures are making the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.

"this place is nice." i comment and he smiles across of me.

"you know," he starts. "lately, i've been telling myself that it's wrong for me to fall for a student, but look where i am now. on a date with you."

"is that supposed to offend me?" i raise an eyebrow.

"no, of course not, but i still can't believe that you asked me on a date." he emphasizes.

"don't get too cocky now, mr. gilinsky." i grin.

"i'm not." he defends himself. "i'm just trying really hard to not mess a tiny part of this date up."

this isn't weird to me. a three age difference isn't as bad as an eight year difference like my parents. we both quietly scan the menu and i opt for a simple dish.

"so, what's it like being a professor?" i ask and he gives me a bored look.

"out of all things, that's what you want to talk about?"

"no, but i don't know what to talk about."

"ask me questions." he suggests. "i don't bite."

"okay," i smile. "when did you decide that you wanted to become a teacher?"

he bites his bottom lip, thinking, "right after i graduated high school. i took a year off and my dad lectured me about how i did nothing and i felt like becoming a teacher was very simple." he tells me.

"go on. that's not the whole story, i know it." i push his buttons.

"i was a terrible high school student. the type that attending every party possible and hooked up with every female in my grade. i was one of those people who thought their parents would support them forever. that was until the lecture." he adds.

"so you're not as closed off as i thought you were."

"what are you talking about?" he tilts his head.

"i thought that if i ever asked you a question, you wouldn't fully answer me and just be blunt about it."

"your thoughts about me aren't true at all." he gives me an amused smile.

"i was a good student in high school." i tell him, changing the subject. "but now i'm doing so bad in college."

we're interrupted by the waitress. we both order our dishes and she takes our menus away, soon replacing them with glasses of iced water. i really underestimated jack.

throughout the date, we joked around and got deep into some conversations. there was no awkward blocks in our discussions and i don't regret asking him on a date now. he's fun to talk to.

i start to fish out my money, but he stops me. i look at him confused.

"why do you think i coach? to make extra money to use on a pretty girl like you." he tells me and i blush.

"you don't have to." i shake my head.

"i want to."

*

"you can come in if you'd like. i mean, you did walk me all the way up to my room." i laugh.

"thanks." he puts his hands in his dress pants and follows me into my dorm.

he shuts the door behind him as i turn on majority of the lights. i'm stopped midway to my room by jack. i turn to face him.

"i had fun tonight." he tells me and i smile.

"so did i."

his eyes flicker from my eyes to my lips and he slowly begins to lean in. without hesitating, i meet him halfway and mold our lips together. kissing him is something i'll never get tired of.

i bring my arms around his neck and my hands in his hair. he leans forward, making me bend my back a little like in those romantic movies. i put one of my hands onto his cheek to deepen our kiss.

he supports me with his hand on the small of my back. his tongue roams my mouth before he pulls away, the both of us breathing like we've just run a marathon.

"you're so amazing." jack says, pecking my cheek.

i bite my top lip, looking down. i hear him laugh a little, his finger going underneath my chin, lifting my eyes to meet his bold gaze.

"don't be shy." he grins.

i grab his hand, taking him into my room. he doesn't resist and willingly lets me guide him. i search in a drawer for a box of condoms that nate usually leaves around in my house.

when i successfully find one, i toss it onto the bed and jack doesn't question me. i lightly push him down onto the bed and crawl on top of him. i reconnect our lips and his fingers press into my hips tightly.

i kiss down his jaw and neck, just like he does to me and lightly suck on a certain spot, which makes him groan. i sit up for a split second to get rid of my long sleeved top. his hands go up to my chest, groping both of my breasts.

"fuck, you're so beautiful." he groans, flipping us over so that i'm underneath him.

i yelp at the sudden action, "could've warned me."

he smirks, "don't ruin the moment." he pecks my lips before taking off his own shirt.

he unbuttons each one carefully and i buck my hips up, anxious. he bites his bottom lip, watching me squirm beneath him. i need him.

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