@LaLumiereDuNord He placed a hand on hers when he saw the anxiety trigger in her eyes. "Jeanne-Marie, they may be right, but neither they or myself will push you. There are other ways to learn and control them and you are doing that. What else do I always say?"
"I'll be sure to wear my best tweed," he grumbled teasingly. "I shall see you tomorrow, Miss Frost." He eyed her one last time and pocketed the card. "Until then."
Emma smirked. "But my standards have. A grungy college professor office is beneath me." Her eyes swept him bottom to top before slipping him her card, with her address on it, into his palm. "Pick me up tomorrow. Let's go for a drink and... catch up."
@LaLumiereDuNord “Good.” The truth was, he knew the fucker wasn’t harassing her anymore. He was still in the hospital unconscious.
“You’re taking your meds?”
@LaLumiereDuNord Despite him knowing that a happy and healthy relationship would be a good experience for her, it gave him peace of mind that he didn’t have to worry. Yet.
“Has he been harassing you?”
“Ever watch undercover boss? but I was thinking the visits could be more… personal. As for the assistant position… I don’t think I’d be able to /submit/ to that kind of position. I like to keep to my own hours.
"Mmm, would the CEO of a Fortune 500 company visit the lowly copy room? I have assistants for that." Considers. "Hmm, perhaps you can be my assistant too? I can never have enough of those."
@LaLumiereDuNord -- see how strong she was.
“My knee is getting better and might not need the surgery I mentioned,” he answered her. “End of semester is coming, so I don’t like that it’s taking away from my other job, but otherwise no complaints.”
He took another sip of his beer and he --