I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Lila’s POV
“Marry me?!” Enzo’s shock was heavy in the air, and I instantly felt warm.
Did I misunderstand him?
No. I saw the ring. He was planning on proposing to me. He can’t pretend that he wasn’t. But he was
looking at me like I had just grown another head.
What was wrong?
“I’m sorry…” I said to him, lowering my gaze.
Maybe he was just upset that I rejected his proposal. It’s not that I don’t want to marry him; I would like
nothing more. But I wanted to finish school first. I was only 18 and there were things I needed to finish
before I became the Luna of his pack.
I thought he knew and understood this. I suddenly felt very small in my chair.
“You thought I was going to propose to you?” He asked, still staring at me with such shock on his face.
I met his eyes, confused by his statement.
“Yes,” I answered, narrowing my eyes at him. “Don’t pretend you weren’t going to. I saw the ring on
your nightstand.”
“The ri—” His voice trailed away as a memory flashed through his eyes and then to my amazement, he
laughed.
My face instantly warmed as he laughed at me. I pressed my lips firmly together; it was taking
everything I had not to lose it on him.
What the hell was he laughing at?
“Lila, you misunderstood,” he chuckled, shaking his head.
“I misunderstood the wedding ring on your nightstand?” I asked, staring at him with a blank expression.
He nodded as he continued to chuckle. It almost looked like a nervous reaction.
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I had enough of this; I was angry and humiliated, and he was laughing at me. I stood up, grabbing my
purse in the process.
“I’ll be leaving now,” I said in a low and annoyed tone.
“Wait no,” he said, suddenly very serious as he stood to his feet. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh.
Please sit down.”
I stood my ground, still very angry.
“I really didn’t mean to laugh like that like, Lila. It was just a nervous tick…” he said with sincerity. “I’m so
sorry. Please…”
After a moment longer I sighed and lowered myself back into my seat. He did the same thing, keeping
his eyes on mine.
“But there was a misunderstanding,” he continued. “I’m not going to propose to you. At least not yet.
We talked about this before, and I agreed to let you finish school before I make you my wife and the
Luna of my pack. That hasn’t changed and I’d never force you to do otherwise.”
I stared at him, fighting to keep my mouth from hanging open.
“Then why do you have a wedding ring?” I asked, almost afraid to hear the answer. I can’t imagine the
reasoning behind the ring is good. Did it belong to a former girlfriend? He’s never mentioned having a
girlfriend he loved enough to propose to.
In fact, I know he never wanted to settle down like that.
What could his reasoning be?
As my thoughts began to spiral, I could feel Val’s tension growing as well.
“It belonged to my mother,” he explained.
My eyes widened.
“Your mother?”
“Yes. It was a ring my father had given her many years ago. Back when she was happy and in love.
Attached to the ring are happy memories despite all Blaise had done. The ring reminds her of a time
when she was truly happy and in love. Then she found out she was pregnant with me. She never took
this ring off, even during all the abuse she endured.”
He paused for a moment to gather his thoughts.
“When she looked at this ring, it reminded her that she was happy once and she will be happy again.
Now when she sees this ring it reminds her that she is strong. It reminds her of all she has overcome
and all she will overcome. It symbolizes strength and empowerment, not to mention love. It might have
been a ring my father gave to her, but we came out on top, and this ring reminds her of that.”
Tears formed in my eyes as he spoke about that ring and his mother. It was a beautiful story and I
understood why it meant so much to her. I wanted to reach out and hug him.
“I’m so sorry for almost walking away,” I said softly, feeling my face redden. “I didn’t know—”
“You don’t have to apologize,” he chuckled, giving me a loving smile. “I shouldn’t have just left it out
like that for you to find. It was a misunderstanding and I understand why you were scared.”
I gave him a fond smile, not able to look away from him.
“But wait, why do you have the ring?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
He laughed and shook his head.
“You left a really good impression on my mom,” he answered. “She gave me the ring to give to you