Forbidden

Chapter 9....

"So what made you get into teaching?" I asked Hunter, shoving a few fries in my mouth.

The two of us were currently sitting in a booth at a cute little diner that was about twenty minutes away from campus. Neither of us wanted to eat at the diner closer to school incase someone saw.

"I've always loved History and it all kind of worked out in college. I got an internship my junior year and had a job as soon as I graduated." Hunter explained, munching on his own friends.

After my stomach had growled very embarrassingly in the classroom soon after I told Hunter I'd stay, he grabbed my hand and dragged me towards his car. He was already a keeper by not being horrified at the sound my stomach made, and now as I stuffed my face with food.

"Being a college professor is pretty insane."

"This is only my second year but I already enjoy it." I smiled at the way he talked about his job. Although I paid little attention today in class I did see how passionate he was about history.

"Did you say you want to be a teacher?" He asked looking at me curiously.

"Yeah. I want to teach elementary." I grinned.

"What made you pick that?"

"Well it was my first grade teacher actually, Mrs. Clark. She was so amazing! When she found out I loved to read she would give me books after books to read. She just made me love school and when I grew up I realized I wanted to teach little kids and make them love school to. Just a small way to help kids. I don't care what grade I teach either."

Realizing I was rambling I shoved three fries in my mouth to shut me up. Hunter laughed.

"You are cute when you ramble."

"You're just saying that to get in my pants." I teased.

"I already did kitten." The naughty smirk on his face and the nickname made me squeeze my thighs together.

"No you don't." My voice came out all high and squeaky. "None of that. I want to get to know you first." I wiggled my finger at him. I didn't need him to get me all hot and bothered when I was trying to learn more about him.

"Okay, fine." Hunter put his hands up and winked at me. "Ask away."

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We spent the next little bit getting to know one another. I learned that Hunter was originally from Seattle and moved here two years ago when he got the job to be a professor. He had an older sister who still lived in Seattle and had two kids. His parents were still happily married and retired.

Hunter told me funny stories of his childhood as well as college stories. I found out he loved seafood but hated sushi. His favorite color was green, which made me point out his gorgeous eye color. He was a huge animal lover which just made me like him even more.

"Enough about me, what about you?" Hunter leaned forward waiting patiently for my answer. Our food was long gone and the diner was getting slightly louder as it got closer to dinner time.

"Theres not much to tell." I shrugged, playing with my straw in my water.

"Not buying that." Seeing as he answered all my questions I knew he deserved the same. With a sigh I leaned back in the booth.

"What do you want to know?"

"You're 23 right? Shouldn't you already graduated, no offense of course."

"None taken." He was right. I should have graduated before now but with two years on hold I had a lot of catching up to do.

"Right after high school my dad got really sick." I stopped looking at Hunter and instead stared at my hands. A small lump started to form in my throat. Even after two years it was hard to talk about my dad.