Eden Manger
July 03, 2020 11:23 AM
All grown up by Eden Manger
Cyrus Jones was in his senior year of college, and friends with her RA. That was how Eden knew she could trust him. When she discovered he was in her major, she immediately sought him out as a resource. She was just a freshman, so she only had one or two truly major-related courses, the rest being the prerequisites: statistics 101, a rudimentary science class, etc. But somehow, she found her law classes always gave her pause, and there he was, sitting in the living room on the second floor of her building. She lived on the third floor, but she came by often enough. Cyrus could always be found.They would meet there once or twice a week to rehash the material her professors gave her. Sometimes they would meet in her dorm room too, granted privacy by her roommate’s sound-canceling headphones. Other times, they were granted full, complete privacy by her physical absence.
Eden tried not to really notice Cyrus, but he stuck out for his masculinity against their highly pink-saturated space. His dark hair came in two varieties: swept back into a short, low ponytail, or else falling gracelessly around him like a black halo. When it fell forward, it stood in stark contrast to the haunting green eyes it only partially obscured. He kept his facial hair to a stubbly minimum, but it was more than Eden had ever seen so close to her. His teeth were perfect, a blinding white, and perfect too were the lips that framed them. She especially loved them when he laughed, the shape they made and the bounty of sound that came through them. He was so composed the rest of the time - so cool - but he lost all his walls when he laughed.
As much as she hated herself for it when she caught herself, Eden couldn’t resist. She found herself wishing he would say or do something beyond the constraints of their established tutor-pupil relationship, scooting closer to him with the textbook in her lap. Cyrus didn’t know about Brett; somehow, it had never come up. And eventually, Cyrus pressed his luck. Eden put up no resistance. Her brain shut down. Her body found new life with him.
A couple days later, she broke up with Brett in a letter. She didn’t tell him why.
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