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Sarah's POV

Leaning against the table, I stare bored at the small window of my classroom, I breathe desperately, I feel like an animal locked in a very small cage.

"I think it's time," said our physics teacher, glancing at his watch.

I roll my eyes at his remark, it's been exactly 27 minutes on time.

"So by tomorrow, you will solve this problem for me, and with my explanations it will be easy, right Miss Johnson?" He said to my attention accompanied by a mocking smile.

Everyone is looking at me now....awesome!

"Yeah" I reply insolently.

And without further ado, I stuff my things in my bag, and leave the room first.

I hurried along the hallway when I was called out to.

I turn around and see that it's Paul, the gifted if you will.

He now finds himself at my height, I fix him impatiently waiting for the result.

"In fact, I thought I understood that you had a problem with his subject, if you want.. I.. I can help you as we have finished our courses, what do you say? " he offers me. timidly.

"Uh, I'd like to but tonight I have something planned, it's nice of you to have offered it to me, maybe another day" I blurted out, forcing a smile.

I believe that he pinches for me, because since the beginning, he tries desperately approaches.

He nods disappointed, turns his back on me, then leaves.

........

After my long walk, I finally go home.

I throw my bag on the couch, and sigh again.

A long day awaits me!

"You're finally home" said my relieved mother.

I don't answer, and just join her in the kitchen.

"I really need your help, you cut my potatoes, and then there's also the salad, hurry up, we're late" she said, bustling in all directions.

"Mom don't exaggerate anyway, it's still early, and stop stressing like that" I breathed exasperated.

She glares at me, then points at me.

"And by the way for tonight, I hope you put on a good face, dress properly for once" she said

.........

After what seemed like an interminable time, dinner is finally ready!

"My darling you set the table for me, I have to get ready, my God, I'm really late" she cried as she ran to join her room.

I do what she asks me without enthusiasm, but then I really don't want to welcome our dear guest.

After I'm done, I go up to my room, take a quick shower and put on a light sweater and gray jogging, if my mother thinks I'll make an effort for him, she can always dream.

No sooner have I finished getting dressed than I hear the doorbell ring.

My heart starts to beat faster, I'm not ready to see it.

"Sarah please take her in, I'm almost done" my mother wrote from her room.

They were only missing that !

I go down the stairs, take a deep breath to give myself courage and open the door.

He stands tall, he wears a magnificent navy blue suit, in his big hands he holds a box of cakes, his beard is clean shaven, and his lips sport a smile on the corner.

"Are you done staring at me? Can I come in?" he said in his hoarse voice.

I blushed violently and glared at him which only increased his smile, I opened the door wide and let him in.

"Here" he said, handing me the box of pastry.

I retrieve it while brushing his fingers, an electric shock that is unknown to me runs through my body, he looks at me strangely, I ignore him to hurriedly retrieve the box from his hands.

"Sit down" I said dryly and headed for the kitchen to put away the cakes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see him sit down and elegantly place his right ankle on his left knee.

Still in the kitchen, I don't know what to do, I don't want to talk to him until my kindergarten comes.

At the same time, noises of heels are heard.

My generator has put on a beautiful, somewhat tight-fitting red dress that comes above her knees accompanied by high black heels.

Seriously, why wear heels if you're at home?!

He immediately greets her with a charming smile while devouring her with his gaze and gently kisses her hand.

This vision irritates me, it's still weird to see a man other than my father touching her.

She looks me up and down and sighs quietly at my clothes.

After a few minutes of torture for my belly, we finally sit down to eat.

Lasagna, a good salad and fries accompanied by delicious chicken thighs are placed on the table.

David helps my mother sit down and he sits directly in front of me.

Not even waiting for our guest to help himself, I fill my plate with a good salad under the dark gaze of my progenitor.

I pay no attention to it and eat my delicious salad.

"Bon appétit" I launched to look good.

"Bon appetit" they answer in chorus.

They eat while talking and I prefer to stay away.

I'm eating the last bite of the salad when Mr. Handsome suddenly asks me.

"So Sarah, what are you studying"

"I'm in my first year of medicine" I say with my mouth full.

Second glare from my mother!

"Oh I see, that's great," he said as he cut his slice of lasagna.

"What are you working on?" I ask myself.

"I'm a lawyer" he replies proudly while staring at me.

"Oh I thought you were the CEO of a company because of your taste in clothes" I say as innocently as possible

He stares at me surprised and ... amused?!

"Sarah" scolds my furious mother.

"It's nothing Marie" he said, placing his hand on hers.

I help myself to a good chicken thigh and fries, take a piece of bread and start eating.

"Otherwise I think we can get on familiar terms" he says against me.

"I prefer not, you seem quite old to me"

He clears his throat at my response and my mother swallows hard.

I look at them both and just shrug my shoulders.

"Sarah speaks better if you don't mind" my mother gets angry.

I ignore them and continue to eat, they do the same and discuss without me what suits me.

David's POV

This young girl really didn't want to see me from what I see, she's responsive, she's insolent and has a strong character.

I held back a smile at his inappropriate remarks.

"It was really delicious" I said tenderly to Marie.

She smiles at me with all her teeth, she leans towards me.

"It is a pleasure "

I take a look at Sarah, throughout the meal, she ate with her fingers without any embarrassment, it was rather pleasant to see.

She finally pushes her plate away from her sated and licks her fingers naturally, my eyes never leaving her luscious lips.

She has a mad charm and she doesn't realize it.

"Sarah, you can clear the table" says Marie dryly, annoyed by her daughter's behavior.

She nods and gets to work.

........

Sitting on the armchair, I'm waiting for Marie, who is making tea.

"David I only have mint tea is that ok with you?" she says from the kitchen

"Yes perfectly"

Sarah descends the stairs at the same time, accompanied by a filing cabinet and heads towards what seems to me a small veranda.

After a few moments, I decide to join her.