Professor F

Chapter 26

"Dad!" August exclaimed with eyes widened. Her face crimson because of embarrassment.

"Yes." Flynn answered without blinking and even met Augustus’ gaze.

She blushed and felt like fainting with how fast things are happening in front of her.

How did her father even got that idea?

Augustus nodded as if the answer was to his expectation. "Please take good care of her." He said in a

serious tone before going back to eating.

She felt like her heart is exploding as she breathe in some air to compose herself. She can't believe her

parents would be so understanding and accommodating to Flynn despite the fact that he's four years

older and he's her university professor.

I guess I'm the only one whose making a big deal out of it. Her parents are probably just open-minded

enough to accept this situation.

Finally dinner ended with their stomachs and minds full of Flynn. Of course, he’s cooked the food and

he shared a lot of stories about his work at Pearsons and as an engineer. Her parents looked pleased

to have Flynn until she had to walked him to the door as he leaves.

"Thank you for dinner. I guess we can't really hide this from my parents at all.” She smiled as she faced

him and closed the door behind them.

Flynn kissed her lips without warning. "I'm not comfortable hiding this relationship from your parents.

I'm sorry if I tried to ask them directly. But I guess I was that obvious." He chuckled nervously. "But

then, I admit I'm so glad they approved us dating." He caressed her soft cheeks and kissed her

forehead. "You have a wonderful family, August. And I'd like you to meet my parents soon."

She nodded and smiled. "Cool. I look forward to meet them. I just, uh, are they as protective as Stella?"

He smiled at her. "You don't have to worry about them."

••••••

The week went by so fast with school and work. August also got queries about tutoring for minor

subjects. She's got two freshman students asking help for Calculus and Statistics subjects. She will

meet them twice during lunch for an hour starting next week.

It's Friday night and Flynn is already waiting for her in the living area while she was preparing for their

trip.

Her parents talked to her about Flynn and assured her that they will always support what she wants

and likes. Flynn according to them is a very fine young man. He seem serious about pursuing her and

she can't help herself asking her father how he learned that Flynn is interested with her.

"Simple. He looks at you when you're not looking. He has this obvious look on his face." He laughed

shortly. "The young man is really intelligent, no doubt, but he’s not as smart when hiding his feelings for

you. I'm surprised no one knows about it in campus."

"Well, some colleagues already know we live in the same apartment building. But I told him we can't be

seen together in campus considering I'm on his class."

"That's smart, August." Augustus agreed. "Some universities are strictly prohibiting students dating

their professors but this is 21st century. I guess things changed?"

"No, Dad. He knows it's unethical and prohibited. He's actually willing to quit his job.” She shared.

Her parents were astounded after hearing that from her. "He said that?" Her mother looked like she's

heard the sweetest thing in the world, holding the front of her own chest.

She nodded. "But I told him not to. It's important to have his job and I can't bear knowing I'm the reason

why he lost his job. So, I told him we can date in secret."

Her parents sighed. "No secrets last forever, sweetie. One way or another, someone needs to make a

sacrifice. I'm surprised he's willing to quit such prestigious job. But considering he's also an engineer,

he must’ve had projects that can support him without teaching in the university." Augustus stated, as if Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

giving her a warning of what possibilities lies ahead.

"Yes. I know that." She sighed. "For now, I think this works better for both of us."

"What's this New York project he's talking about?" Christine asked, curious.

"It's a new airport in New York!"

And she witnessed another shocked look of her parents. They spent the night talking and her parents

stayed in the other room of the apartment for the night. They left the next day.

She stepped out of her room wearing her white loose shirt tied on the hem and blue jeans paired with

her white converse shoes. Flynn is reading a book in his hand when she stands next to him.

"Ready?" She asked as he looks up.

He smiled. "Always."

They stepped outside and she can't help feeling excited traveling with Flynn out of state. He carried

their duffle bags and went to the elevators. They reached the front of her apartment building and she

was about to get a cab when Flynn cleared his throat and fixed his eyeglasses on the bridge of his

nose. He pulls his green university hoodie from his bag and handed it to her, blushing. "Here."

She took the hoodie in her hand. "Why?"

He cleared his throat again when a white heavily tinted SUV stops in front of them. The male driver

gets off, greeted them before he took their baggages to the trunk.

“Thank you, Steve.” Flynn smiled.

“Always an honor, Lord Flynn."

Lord? Did I hear him, right? Why would he call Flynn a Lord? That's silly!

Flynn nods at him then opens the door and asked her to step inside. She approached him and

unintentionally brushed her body with his as she gets inside the car, Flynn whispered on her ear

discreetly before he gets inside with her. "You look so hot in that white loose shirt. It's distracting me.

Please wear that hoodie." He pleaded.

She blushed as she laughed nervously. They both settled on the back seat.

"Yes, Lord Flynn."

He looked at her, looking surprised. "What?"

"I heard him, your driver, called you Lord Flynn. You must be a royalty that he calls you that. Or you

probably just paid him enough to call you that." She laughed shortly. She could feel the tension

between them inside the car after he said something about wearing his hoodie.

He chuckled on his throat. "Maybe I'm just a royalty. And please wear that hoodie. Now."

She narrowed her eyes looking at him, teasing. "You have a thing with loose shirts, Lord Flynn?"

He grinned as he steps on the accelerator. "I have a thing with you wearing loose shirts, August. Don't

try me." He warned.

She grinned as she wears the green hoodie.

••••••

They went straight to their boarding gate after going though security checks. After a few hours, their

flight was called and he holds her hand in his. She blushed as her heart skipped a beat. But Flynn’s

genuine happy smile as he walked with her hands in his tight grip made her heart feel warm, bringing

smile to her lips, too.

August asked Flynn for their seat numbers but he didn't answer. He just quietly guides her inside the

aircraft. Her jaw dropped when they made their way to the business class.

"Are you kidding me?" She asked still in awe.

"What?" He gives their tickets to the stewardess.

"We're in business class?"

"Yes, August. We'll be more comfortable here with the five-hour flight." He answered as he gets two

glasses of champagne from the tray the stewardess was carrying.

There are only two more people on the business class. But they were at the far back by the door. The

seats were wider for one person so you can definitely move freely. She even thought that Flynn would

actually fit with her in one seat but it would probably be a little tighter. There were pillows and blankets

prepared for their flight.

And she couldn't ignore the fact that the female stewardess was always glancing at Flynn whenever

they walk around.

Man, these women are really loving this guy.

"Okay but the university shouldn't waste this much money for trips like this."

"It's not Pearsons’." Flynn said.

"I thought the university allowed you to. Are you saying you bought these business tickets for us with

your own money?" She asked.

“I would really prefer to use the royal family’s own jet but that would attract too much attention.”