Count to three: My affair with my dynamics professor (teacher x student)

Chapter 36

She slipped into a fitted, black tailored blazer, the fabric smooth against her skin, hugging her form in a way that was both professional and undeniably elegant. Underneath, she wore a simple silk blouse—ivory, with just the right amount of sheen. Her dark pants, high-waisted and sharp, completed the look, the fabric sleek, the cut flattering. Her heels were classic black pumps, not too high, just enough to add a little extra confidence to her steps.

Inés turned toward the vanity, applying her makeup with practiced precision. She started with a light foundation, smoothing it over her skin to erase any signs of fatigue. When she was done, she barely recognized the reflection staring back at her. It was a face she wore, not the one she felt. She stood for a moment, looking at herself one last time before heading back out into the living room.

Kristoffer, meanwhile, had already disappeared into the bathroom. She could hear the faint sound of the shower running as she gathered her things. It wasn't until a few minutes later that she heard the bathroom door open.

Kristoffer emerged from his bedroom a few minutes later, looking completely different from the man who had stumbled out of bed. His damp hair was combed neatly back, his face freshly shaved, and he wore a crisp white dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal his forearms. The shirt fit him perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and lean frame. His trousers were dark grey, sharp, and tailored to perfection, with a belt cinching his waist. He finished the look with polished black leather shoes that gleamed under the light, the whole ensemble giving off an air of effortless sophistication.

The contrast between him and Inés was stark. She, in her tailored outfit and understated makeup, looked ready to take on the day with quiet authority. He, in his perfectly pressed shirt and clean-cut appearance, exuded a sense of polished control, as if he was already mentally shifting into work mode.

As he walked into the living room, he gave a small smile at the sight of her. There was a cool confidence in his movements, a natural ease, but it felt almost rehearsed. He paused for a moment, glancing at her as she stood by the door, her bag already slung over her shoulder.

"Ready?" His voice was steady, professional, but with a flicker of something else—something harder to place.

Inés met his gaze briefly before nodding. "Yes," she replied softly, her voice calm but carrying an undercurrent of something she wasn't sure how to name.

Kristoffer adjusted his cufflinks, his movements precise. "Let's get going then."

Without another word, he turned toward the door, and Inés followed behind him

They were seated at a small table for two in the quiet corner of the hotel's restaurant, the soft hum of morning chatter around them. Inés sat up straight, adjusting her posture, the sleek lines of her outfit still impeccable despite the weight of the night lingering in her mind. The table was set simply, with white linen and polished silverware, a small vase with fresh flowers at the center. The morning light filtered through the large windows, casting a warm glow over everything, but it still felt distant—almost like a scene out of a movie, too polished for the rawness of her thoughts.

Inés gestured to the waiter, ordering herself a double cappuccino. The warmth of the drink was a comfort, and as the frothy coffee was set down before her, she took a deep breath of the rich scent. She had opted for something light and healthy for breakfast—an avocado toast with poached eggs, the creamy green spread on toasted whole grain bread topped with a sprinkle of chili flakes and a small side of mixed greens. It was simple, but nourishing, the flavors fresh and clean.

Kristoffer had stepped away to grab his own breakfast too. As she picked up her fork, a light chuckle broke the silence behind her, and she turned, surprised to see Kristoffer returning with the same breakfast—a plate with avocado toast, poached eggs, and a small side of greens. He placed it down, raising an eyebrow as he settled into the chair across from her.