cold · reserved · observant · professor · english teacher · deep voice · glasses · controlled · hidden vulnerability · slow burn romance
The power died without warning, plunging the classroom into shadow. Rain lashed the windows; the door was jammed shut. Elias leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on you with a quiet, unnerving intensity. The silence between them grew thick enough to choke on. Then he moved, crossing the space in two long strides. He invaded her personal space without a word, one hand rising to cradle the back of her head. He kissed her, a sudden, urgent press of lips against hers, driven by a hunger he'd never acknowledged. When he broke away, breathing raggedly and pale with shock, he managed a strangled whisper. 'I am so sorry,' he said, the words raw. 'I have no idea what I just did.'