Crazy Beautiful Life || Chris Taylor

Forty Three

Andrea's POV- October 2017

"You should wear your glasses more often"

I hummed as I finished punching in numbers into my calculator.

"Who's asking? You or your penis?" I questioned as I wrote the answer on my notebook and boxed it in.

Chris' laugh soon filled the room and I smiled as he kissed my cheek.

"Are you almost done? I was hoping you could help me stretch"

"Yeah, just two more questions" I replied.

"That gives me time to go brush my teeth"

I smiled as Binx meowed.

"Of course you may join me Binx, come on now"

During the time he was gone, I managed to finish up one question. Chris had made a habit of watching me do my homework and that is exactly what he did as I began to work on the last problem. To be honest, I didn't mind because I stared at him as well. Chris was a handsome guy, and I liked gawking at him.

"Alright, I am done," I said as I wrote down the answer and boxed it in.

"Can I ask you a question"

"Go for it" I answered.

I looked at him to see he was sitting across from me, with Binx on his lap.

"So there's math in pharmacy school"

"There is" I confirmed.

He cocked his head a bit to the side.

"Why? Be aware that I only went to college for 2 years before I technically dropped out, so simple words Andrea"

There was no reason to laugh at him, I liked that he was comfortable enough to ask me questions about my career.

"Most questions are dilution problems" I answered.

He hummed.

"So like the dosage?"

"Yes" I confirmed.

"Ok, that makes sense"

"You don't want to overdose a patient" I added.

"That would be bad"

I nodded agreeing with him.

"What about the other questions?"

"Pricing and managing inventory" I replied.

He smiled.

"Can I see you math calculations?"

I handed him my notebook and climbed off the bed. As he looked at the calculations, I put my stuff into my backpack.

"This is honestly really cool"

Most people didn't think that.

"It's no wonder it's a doctoral program"

He closed my notebook for me and handed it back. As he climbed off the bed, I put the notebook away.

"Why did you start doing yoga?"

I sat down and waited for him to sit down across from me.

"I injured my knee my freshmen year of college, and coach suggested I do yoga to help me relax" I said.

He nodded and lied down on his back.

"Did it help?"

"Not really, I have a habit of always being stressed out" I stated.