Her - S01 E05

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Her - S01 E05

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5

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"If I fall out of love with the stars and the moon one day, I'd still be in love with you. And that, my love, is how much you have embedded yourself in my soul."

- V (me)

. . .

Ashton

Teaching had never been on my list, but I found myself enjoying it.

Till it came to reading papers.

I kept the stack of papers down, cracking my neck as a sigh left my lips. I looked at the time. It was midnight. I could faintly hear Xerxes playing the piano. Zavier was out testing the new Bugatti he had bought and Olivia was in her studio, probably grumbling under her breath about how sore she was as she worked on a canvas.

She was going in two days. Xerxes would accompany her to help her settle in. The semester would start in mid-September. She'd be there for two years, more if she wanted to get a master's.

I knew she was nervous about the whole thing. She had reached out to Carrie Arnaud through Miss Summers, learning more about the academy. It was some prestigious academy with a five per cent acceptance rate.

I was proud.

I pushed myself off my chair, taking my suit jacket off and throwing it away somewhere.

I strolled out of my office, following the sound of Xerxes' piano. I paused at the door of the burnt room. It was half burnt. We hadn't gotten it repaired. Couldn't get it repaired.

Xerxes glanced at me. "Done playing teacher?"

"It is fun. It's a good time pass."

"You can indulge in business."

"I will after I discover time travel." I didn't like business.

He chuckled, looking back at his piano. "Mom used to say... 'Ashton has stars in his eyes.'"

"That was her saying 'Ashton is delusional' in a nice way."

He hummed. "Maybe. She'd be happy to see you as a professor."

I didn't want to talk about her. "Did Olivia choose whatever it was to be chosen for the deal with Williams?'

"She's handling it," Xerxes muttered. "I'm keeping an eye."

"She should own some shares of our company."

"Try giving her."

I felt her before I heard her. "Can we go out for dinner?"

I looked at her. She was dressed in a blue dress, her hair was a mess on her pretty head and her dark eyes were lined by a streak of blue. That looked pretty. She looked pretty.

"Yes," Xerxes said, standing up. "Where the fuck is Zavier?"

"With his new love," Olivia grumbled.

I chuckled. "Jealous, little one?"