comfort her

You step forward: “Is everything ok?

You reach for her hand. She does not attempt to move her hand, allowing you to grab it.

Her: “Well actually I’m not. I just got done arguing with my ex and his family. I just want to be done with all of it.”

You see tears start to form in her eyes.

You: “Well, tomorrow you are teaching my class. So for the sake of my ‘education’ let’s forget about the tutoring for tonight and let me treat you to a nice dinner.”

Her: “I can’t do that. you’re my student.”

You: “well if you stay like this, you won’t be able to teach me tomorrow, so like I said for the shake on my learning, only for tonight don’t consider me your student. Can you do that?”

She shakes her head yes, so you take her in. The hostess seats you’re right away, and your waiter shows up to ask for your drinks.

You: “she is going to want some of your finest wine, as for me i’ll take water.” Your ok paying for wine; its the dinner anyway it won’t be expensive.

her: “I can’t drink in front of”

you cut her off there: “Just relax and enjoy yourself. Remember i’m not your student tonight.”

She sits back and begins to relax. The waiter comes back with your drinks and takes orders. You start asking her about her likes and past, taking extra care to avoid topics that lead to her ex.

After some time and a few glasses of wine, she takes control of the conversation.

Her: “You know if I am going to consider you as not my student, you need to stop calling me Ms. Thomas. My first name is Megan.

You: “ok, Megan.”

She smiles when you say her first name. After that, the food comes, and you both shift your attention to eating. By the time you have finished eating, she has already finished off 5 glasses of wine. So you sneak off and pay the bill.

When you return, you walk straight towards her.

You: “Well Megan, I can’t let my teacher get pulled over for a DUI, so let me take you home tonight .”

Megan: “No don’t worry. My house is 45 minutes away. I’ll just get a cap.”

You: “No I insist you let me drive you home it’s safer”

Megan: “Well since you said it’s safer, I guess it’s ok.”

You walk her to your car, and she tells you her address so you can punch it into the GPS. As you drive, you once again talk about her past.

About 15 minutes into the trip, you hear her phone go off inside her purse.