Another Year, Another Chance (Gabriel & Neve)

For once in her life, the young girl followed Gabriel's instructions and remained silent as they drove around the campus and towards his office. What he had just done broke more than a few rules in the Professor's handbook,including kidnapping, and this was not going to end well, especially if anyone saw them together. But right now, Gabriel could not think of anything more than her. Her.

After all these years, Gabriel had just found out that that night he had believed to be a dream was a reality. And the woman he had fallen in love with all these years ago, the woman of his dreams, the woman he had been fantasizing about the last ten years, the only woman who he was sure could satisfy him to the fullest, was real.

Once they arrived, Gabriel stopped the car and motioned for her to get out. He followed suit, closing the door and locking the car once she was out, before making his way into the building and straight to his office. He was sure she would follow and he hoped she would be smart enough not to draw any more unwanted attention. But dressed like that, he doubted she could do much about that.

Stopping just outside the door to his office, Gabriel turned to look at Neve, bu the words he was meaning to say died in his mouth, before he could even process them. So instead, as to hide how nervous he was really feeling, he unlocked the door and pushed it open, waiting for her to come in before he closed it and locked it once more.

Throwing his keys on the desk, Gabriel immediately took off his blazer and threw it on the sofa nearby before quickly loosening his tie. He was out of his mind he was sure about that, but he could still not comprehend how this dream could be a reality.

Finally turning to look at Neve, Gabriel moved closer to her and leaned against his desk, supporting himself.
"How can you be real... I... I thought that was a dream. You were a dream!"

"I... I am real. Not a dream..."

Gabriel quickly moved to her, falling on his knees before her and cupping her face in his hands. Looking inside those pure eyes were breaking him into a million pieces. The only woman that was ever able to touch him like that, touch his soul, was not a dream, as he had thought. It was not the drugs taking over him. She had been real, And all those years he kept lying to himself that she didn't exist. That he was just a crazy man with crazy hopes.

"I didn't mean it as a bad thing, Beatrice," he mumbled, calling her the name of Dante's one and only love. The poet was similar to Gabriel. His only love had always been Beatrice, and he would go through hell for hell. That was what he indeed did.
And Gabriel was ready to do the same, if only Neve said so.

"You acted strangely that evening, speaking in a language I didn't know. But... it definitely happened... Dreams don't tend to have such lasting memories, of... feelings... smells... touch."

"I am so sorry, my beauty. I never meant to... I.." For the first time in years, Gabriel found himself in a loss of words. He was a strong willed man, surrounded by a sense of mystery. He was not an open book. On the contrary, he was the exact opposite. But now, he was breaking in front of the only person he should be looking strong. He just didn't know what to do when all his world was crumbling down, like walls.

"I..."

Gabriel watched Neve as she got up, following suit, and wrapping his arms around her for the very first time. Burying his face into her her, he took in her scent, closing his eyes as his arms tightened around her petite body. She was his and only his, and she would do anything to make sure it stayed that way. He was going to win her over. He was going to fight anyone who dared trying to get her attention.

"Genevieve, I know you have so many questions... But I cannot answer them all right now. If you trust me... if you feel anything about me, you will have to give me time. This is not a very easy journey. And you need to understand that right now, if anything comes out, I lose my job and you lose your scholarship. Something I won't allow."

Gabriel turned the young girl to look at him, his finger running down the sides of her face, his thumb lightly caressing her lower lip. "All those years.. I thought I had dreamt about this all, but you are here, and I was so stupid not to recognize you.. My heart did recognize you, the first time you attended my class. But I just couldn't... I didn't know who you were.. I didn't even have your name.. All I remembered was Beatrice. You were, and you are my Beatrice."

"They can't sack you for... something that happened a long time ago..."

Gabriel sighed. Of course they could not threaten his job for something that had happened so many years ago, but what if something happening now reached the Head Office's ears?
What if someone saw them? A Professor-Student relationship could never exist, but how was Gabriel supposed to leave Neve now? Now, after all those years that he had believed she was not real, now he had the chance to have her, all of her, and offer her everything, but this could threaten both their lives, if any word came out that they were dating, or were involve in anything more than something professional.


"My beauty, they can't do much about the past, but what about the present, and the future? I cannot leave you. I found you, or more like, you found me, after so many years, and you expect me to let go of you? You are mine. You always were, and I would never allow any other man to touch you. No one is going to taste you but me."
Gabriel's bad habits were back into place as his possessiveness came to the surface. His needs were once again on top of the list, and he was thinking more with the head between his legs, that logically.


Though the words he had spoken were true. He had just found the person he needed in his life, and he was not really happy with letting it go. No, he would have to come up with a plan to be with Neve, without anyone knowing. They would have to be very careful and very secretive. No one could know. No one.

"It's okay, professor."

Pulling her closer, Gabriel dipped his head to whisper in her ear.
"Do not call me that, when we are alone, unless you are moaning it." He then pulled back with a small smile. He hadn't meant to be offensive. He just couldn't help his true nature. And that nature included way too much sex.

"I know that some things aren't overly memorable... I had hoped you'd remember, eventually, and it seems today that I have managed to help you do so."

"You have, my Beatrice. You indeed have helped me remember. You've actually helped me recognize you."
The smile on his lips only grew bigger as his eyes stare deeply into the young girl's. She was so pretty, so innocent so pure! How could he be so lucky to have such an angel by his side? If she decided that she wanted to be by his side.

"Please don't forget me again..."

Gabriel cupped her face once again with his hands, and brought her face closer to his.
"I never forgot you," he whispered, before his lips crushed down to hers, in a soft yet very loving kiss. Gabriel wanted to taste her. He wanted to remember her taste for the rest of his life.