Ch. 29：Embarrassing myself a little bit more

Embarrassed, that's what I was feeling for the last thirty minutes, waiting eagerly for the lecture to end so that I can dash out of the class.
I was feeling extremely guilty and ashamed for having a wet dream about Blake in his presence itself.
Every passing minute felt like an eternity, and I couldn't help but look at my watch again and again. Why was it moving so slow today?
Come on, tick a bit faster! I wanted to shout, but I know it is of no use anyways.
"Are you in a hurry to go somewhere? You've been looking at your watch every few seconds since you woke up." Matt commented, making me look at him with a roll of my eyes.
Ain't he partially responsible for my condition? If he would've just woken me up when Blake entered the room, then I wouldn't have had any dream like that and make a fool out of myself in front of Blake.
I am sure he must be thinking that I am a hormonal fool who has wet dreams in class. God, please save me from this humiliation.
Jumping out of my seat as soon as I heard the bell ring, I hurriedly stuffed my books back into my bag before dashing out of the last row, wanting to get out of this embarrassing place and out from Blake's view as fast as possible.
That was my idea to save myself from confronting Blake and make things more awkward than they already were.
However, I guess Blake had some different plans because as soon as I passed him, he immediately called my name, asking me to stay put in my place. Something about discussing the assignments, which I know was a total lie.
Having no other option apart from listening to him because he was my teacher, I sat on the first bench, waiting for the students to vacant the room with a sad expression on my face.
As the last student went out of the room, Blake immediately stood from his chair beside the podium and started walking towards the first bench where I was sitting.
I looked into his eyes that had a mischievous look, and I could see what was coming next.
"Alexis-" Blake started, but I cut him off, knowing that it was better that I explain things before he mentions them because it will become a hell lot of awkward for me.
I mean, no girl would like someone asking her why she was getting wet in the middle of the class, and especially who was she dreaming about.
"Look, Blake. If you want to talk about what happened in the class, I am sorry about it, okay?
I am sorry for sleeping in class and then disturbing you from teaching. Not to mention about the dream that I had, which you must've sensed because of my smell, and I know it was awkward for you to sit there quietly, knowing all too well about my condition and-"
"Wait, Alexis. Hold on a second. What are you talking about? I just wanted to ask you if you were okay after yesterday's event. I wanted to ask you that the first thing I entered the class, but seeing you asleep, I refrained myself from doing so." Blake said with a neutral face, and I waited for him to crack a smile or have a flicker of emotions. Something that could tell me that he was lying, but when he didn't, it was at that time I realized that I had fucked up.
I am screwed. Why did I open my dumb mouth and spouted all that nonsense? Now I have embarrassed myself more.
'Great going, Alexis. You spouted all that nonsense to save yourself from humiliation. But guess what? He wasn't even going to talk about it. But you have surely mentioned to him yourself that you were having a naughty dream.' Ariana reminded me, and if one can bash their conscience without hurting themselves, then I would've surely done that.
Looking at Blake, who was waiting for my answer, I smiled awkwardly before forming a coherent reply.
"I am fine. It was a small breakdown. Nothing that I can't handle. I have been through things worse than that. And well, I am sorry about earlier, I didn't know you were talking about that. I thought you were going to mention my arousal smell and how it had made you awkward in the class and to make a less fool of myself, I blabbered those things, and I know that I have started blabbering again, which is a clear indication that I should stop. Yeah." I breathed, facepalming myself mentally for mentioning those things again.
What the hell was wrong with me today? Is my old age getting to me already?
‘You are only 19, stupid.’ My conscience interrupted, making me nod my head at her. So it wasn’t my old age then.
I waited for him to say something, but when he didn't reply, I lifted my head to look at him again. However, the look that passed through his eyes was something that I couldn’t believe.
Was he looking at me with adoration just now?
I think my mind's wires have loosened today, and I need a solid rest from him and college to get myself together again.
"Honestly, I wasn't going to mention it. But if you want to talk soo much about it, then we can have a little chat. Starting with who you were dreaming about in the first place." He said, stepping closer to me, and I involuntarily took a step back.
Don't come more closer. Don’t step towards me. I am not in the right state of mind today. I don’t want to do something that I will regret later. I thought in my head as I was kind of sandwiched between him and the seat that I was sitting on.
Leaning back, I looked into his eyes, my eyes widening when the scene from the dream appeared in front of me.
Wasn't it almost the same thing that was happening in the dream? Him coming closer to me while I was seated on the couch. The only difference is, here I am sitting on this seat in place of that couch, and well, he is wearing a shirt contrary to his shirtless self in my dream.
"I…uh… It was a random dream. I don't even remember the person who I dreamt about. The face wasn't clear. I think it’s a side-effect of the romantic novel that I have been reading recently." I stuttered, my eyes shifting from his eyes to his chest again and again.
In my dream, his chest was very hard and sturdy with those luscious eight abs.
Does he have those eight abs in real life? Will, he let me see?
"Hello? Alexis?" I saw Blake waving his hands in front of my face, bringing me out of my little fantasy world that was thinking naughtily about him again.
I think Ariana is right. I need to find myself a boyfriend and get laid soon or I will start losing my shit, which will reveal my secrets to people. And that’s the last thing wanted to happen.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" I asked, feeling my face getting hotter.
"I was saying- well, never mind." He sighed before cupping my face, making me widen my eyes.
‘Look, if you are going to kiss me, then do it already. Don’t tease me like this.’ I wanted to say.
"Alexis, are you done? Can you give me a ride to the supermarket? Please?" I heard Matt's voice from behind me, my eyes widening when I realized how close I and Blake were standing.
We both are screwed now. He will tell everyone about this incident, which will fire nasty rumors about us.
"I… I…" I stuttered, turning around to look at Blake, who was standing near the podium now.
Huh? When did he get there?