Authors: Keke Chanel
Sugah & Spice (11 page)
When Sugah followed Mark’s eyes, she nearly fainted. It was Coffee, looking like a million bucks walking into the classroom.
The khaki Ralph Lauren slacks and navy blue polo shirt looked great on his muscular frame. He was cleanly shaved and freshly cut, with a pair of Armani
sun
glasses
on
, which he quickly removed when he walked into the class. How could someone look better each time you saw him was beyond belief, Sugah thought admiring her handsome lover. She wanted to give new meaning to the phrase “head of the class” but kept her thoughts and actions at bay.
His skin looked amazing and his swag was more noticeable than she remembered, in that moment. He possessed sure confidence, poise and intelligence has he demanded the attention from everyone in the space. All eyes were on him. Coffee
placed his briefcase and other personal items on the small desk, then took his spot in front of the podium, facing the class. By this time, the entire classroom was full. There weren’t any seats left. Suddenly Sugah felt light-headed. “You okay,” Mark asked
, leaning into her
.
“He’s
fine
…I mean, I’m fine
. I think my blood-sugar is dropping. I didn’t have breakfast this morning as usual,” she lied. He reached into his bag and handed her a peppermint. “Here, this should help.”
Mark
wa
s Pre-Med, which Sugah learned their first semester together. “Thanks,” she mouthed, popping the mint into her watering mouth. “This dude doesn’t look old enough to be a professor. We are in big trouble,” Mark said softly. A few classmates around them agreed, while Sugah s
a
t quietly.
Sh
e
also saw how every female in the class was taking in their eye-candy.
Finally looking up, Coffee saw her. Her eyes were glued to his and it was his turn to feel light-headed. What were the odds of Sugah being a student of his, he thought. Well, now his secret was out and he just had to make the best out of the unforeseen situation. He softly cleared his throat. “Good Morning, class. My name is Professor Love but please call me Khalil. I will have the pleasure of teaching you about Statistics this summer semester.
” He paused trying to remain calm under the circumstances. Sugah’s stare was making it hard for him to concentrate. He wanted her in every sense of the word.
“
My office hours are written on the syllabus. I will pass them out momentarily. Can everyone please sign your name and email
address
on this sheet as it passes around? It will be our way of communication and getting to know one another this semester.” Coffee handed the clipboard to the student in front of him, who immediately provided the required information and passed it along to the
next
. “Sorry I was late this morning, I am never late, ever. It won’t happen again. Now, as the clipboard passes around, try not to make too much noise.
” He paused gazing at Sugah, who was piercing his being with her seductive stare. “Ahem…w
ith that being said, please open your textbooks to chapter 1. Let’s began, shall we!”
Sugah was in awe of him. He was so calm,
professional
and demanding of attention. He was smooth and
self-confident
. As she looked around the class, she saw several females drooling at him. She wanted to slap the
shit
out of them. He was hers.
She took a deep breath to focus on the reason she was there in the first place. Now wasn’t the time or place to cause a scene, especially when she didn’t even know what was really going on between the two of them.
Surprisingly, the lecture was interesting. Sugah found herself lingering onto every word Coffee spoke. Although she didn’t enjoy Statistics much, she was finding herself interested i
n
wanting to know more. Was it her will for knowledge or Coffee? Either way, she craved more. By the end of the lecture, Sugah had learned more than she could have imagined for the first day of class. Even Mark seemed drawn to Coffee, as well as all the other students occupying the classroom.
They all gave nods that he was alright in their eyes and looked forward to a great semester with Professor Love.
When it was time to leave, the clipboard was back in the hands of Coffee and each person had his or her own copy of the syllabus. Every question that went through Sugah’s mind was answered with preciseness. His terms, grading system, office hours and any other information regarding the class, for the summer semester was answered to perfection just by glancing at the syllabus. Again, Sugah was impressed.
She kept her head down to keep from looking into Coffee’s eyes.
As she got closer to him, her heart pounded. Mark asked her something but she didn’t know what exactly.
“Earth to Sugah, I just asked you a question,” Mark teased.
“I’m
sorry Mark, what did you ask me?
I guess I am just focusing on the lecture and assignment Professor Love gave.” Mark shrugged his shoulders. “
I was just saying that w
e can study
together
, if you like. I only wanted to know where your next class was located. I can give you a ride, if you like.” Sugah hadn’t shared her good news with him yet.
She also noticed that Mark said “if you like” a lot. More than Sugah thought should be allowed to someone as clearly as intelligent as he appeared.
“Oh, no
t
need
ed
this semester, Mark. I just bought a car. I have been working and saving up my cash now I can finally reap the benefits. I have to go over to Max Hall for Technical Writing. It isn’t far. I think I’ll just walk.
It is such a lovely day and the sun feels great on my skin.
”
“
I hear you girl. A little free tanning never hurt anybody, huh,” he said laughing at his new friend. She playfully hit him on the arm. “
Well congrats to you, girl! I’m always happy to hear of someone else’s good news for a change. You deserve that and more
,
Sugah. I am truly happy for you. What did you get?”
Sugah beamed like the sun. “
You
w
on’t believe me,” she said.
Mark gave her a flustered look. “Girl, what did you get? It’s not like you bought a Bentley Coupe or something.”
Sugah smiled. True, she hadn’t bought a Bentley, but she was headed in the right d
irection. Mark owned a big body
450
Lexus
, so she knew he would approve of her choice. “
…Or something,” Sugah smiled sheepishly. “
No, I couldn’t afford a Ben
tley, well not right now but I will
. I settled for a
lil ole
650 BMW
instead
,” Sugah
said
delighted in sharing with her new friend. Mark was speechless.
He thought that she would say something like a Toyota or Nissan but a BMW? Sugah was growing on him more and more. She must have worked two or three jobs to be able to afford a car like that or was keeping secrets from him.
“Damn girl! You never cease
to amaze me. You must show me your whip but I have to go. I’ll catch up with you later.”
“Sure thing,” Sugah said as she watch
ed
Mark jog off to his car.
Mark looked at his schedule. His next class was in Bush Centre, which was
in
the opposite direction as to where Sugah was going. “If you get here before me tomorrow, save me a seat. That class is huge and I do
ubt if anyone will be dropping i
t with the way Professor Love lectures. The man wasn’t boring in the least. His voice isn’t annoying and the way he uses humor, is remarkable. No wonder all the ladies were checking him out. Hell, if I was gay, I would have been doing the same thing
,
”
Mark called out over his shoulder.
That got Sugah’s
and a few other people’s
attention. At least she now knew that Mark wasn’t gay. She had speculations, now they could be put to rest.
Su
gah
walked passed Coffee without a second glance
, but what did he expect
a
?
He made it perfectly clear that whatever it was that they were doing shouldn’t be displayed in public.
If he wanted it like that, then so be it, Sugah declared passing by the man
she
was falling in love with. She wanted so badly to reach out a touch him, but caught herself. Her pride wouldn’t let her even look at him.
His heart broke into tiny pieces. He had to do something to make her see that he wanted to be with her, but what? Now was no
t
the time or place
,
so he didn’t try getting her attention. He suddenly wondered who the guy was seating next to
Sugah in class,
talking to,
and
walking
with
from the classroom. Did he have competition? Coffee wasn’t corky or arrogant when it came to his skills on getting a woman, so why did they suddenly matter where Sugah was concerned? The way she used her body to pleasure hi
m
may have had something to do with it. No matter how hard he tried, Coffee couldn’t get the images of the way she moved her body, out of his mind. Every time he closed his eyes, they made love. Whenever he got into his empty bed, he touched himself, thinking of her. He wanted her. He wanted all of her and if he got his way, he would have her for the rest of his life.
She was fine as hell, intelligent and wanted great things out of life. No wonder he had competition, besides, who wants someone no one else does, he asked himself. Coffee knew that Sugah was a great catch. He knew that if he wanted to be with her, he had to step up his game. She was like a diamond, rare and irreplaceable.
Sugah finished her first day of summer semester, with a breeze. She liked all of her professors and knew that her grades would be great in the end. She had already complete
d
a year of college and now she had to keep on the right path. Her cell phone chime
d
, indicating a text message and she opened her phone. It was from Coffee. “Hey, I wanted to say I’m sorry. I didn’t want things to end between us the way they did. Meet me for dinner tonight, eight o’clock sharp. I will text you with further instructions. You looked amazing today.
We have many things to discuss, especially now that you are one of my students.
Sugah, I promise to never hurt you. You have to believe me. Okay, I
hope you get this and join me.
I also have information on your next assignment.
If it helps, the others will be there too.
”
He was reaching out to her. Sugah found that sweet but she couldn’t allow him or anyone else to cloud her head.
Although she wanted to reply to his message, she couldn’t bring herself to.
She was on a mission, a goal and she wouldn’t lose focus. Sure, she would meet him but only to learn her new assignment. If that was the only way to get it, then so be it. He wasn’t fooling anyone but himself if he thought that she was that easy to manipulate. Men never
am
aze
d
her
with their tactics
. They were like puppies, train them and they stay loyal forever, but you cannot te
ach an old dog, new tricks. Yes
she liked Coffee, but he had made it clear of his intentions. She wasn’t into keeping anyone who didn’t want to be kept
,
and wouldn’t start now. If he wanted to be with her he would have to do more than buy her dinner
or give her
an orgasm.
Sugah thought about the way he used his tongue, hands and dick to pleasure her and quickly got overheated. She took a deep breath and composed herself. The shit people do when it came to great sex, she thought walking in the direction of her car
, while Coffee continued to look at his phone, waiting on a reply text from the girl of his dreams
that never came
.
Chapter 9
After a full day of classes
Sugah couldn’t wait to get home to relax. As
she walked back toward her car
she noticed Coffee walking toward her. He was with another woman. The woman was very pretty, youthful
and they seemed deep in conversation
. Sugah didn’t know why she suddenly felt jealous but she didn’t like seeing him with another woman. He looked up and saw her. Sugah
di
verted her eyes to keep from looking into his. She knew that if she looked into
t
h
o
s
e
eyes, she would be lost
. When she passed by them, Sugah heard that the young woman alongside of Coffee was only a student
,
who hadn’t been in class that day and wanted to get the proper information from her professor
, instead of someone else
. Sugah forced a smile and never looked back. She couldn’t get to her car fast enough. Before she opened her car door she heard her name being
called. When she looked around
she saw Mark. Disappointed that
i
t wasn’t Coffee, she let out a long sigh.