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Episode 7 · 1 year ago

Nice to Meet You, Mr. Bloom

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Ingrid agrees to teach Noah her city-slicking ways, but the conversation takes a turn. Coffee dates always start off so innocently...

Stepping out of the subway stairwell awarm summer breeze comes through my hair. There's only one thought on mymind: What the Hell Am I getting myself into it's a short walk to the trendy chain.Cafe Noa wanted to meet at and I'm taking whatever little time. It offersme to center myself and get my thoughts in order, so I'm about to voluntarily spend oneon one time with Noah Bloom Aka, one of the seven boys I had a huge teenageformonal crushon in high school who, up until about a week ago, I hadn't seenin eight years plus there's the whole super flucked up sex tream. I had abouthim not too long ago. Oh, but the worst part we've beentexting all week like flirty texting.

It was weird at first, but then it wasKinda Nice, like sure, he's, Corny, sometimes and a good old country boyway, but he's also surprisingly, sweet and weirdly interested in what I'vebeen doing. Since we hugged goodbye at graduation and never saw each otheragain, it hasn't been in all day everyday kindof texting situation, which honestly is what's made it. So great every time myphone buzzes and it's his name on the screen, I'm a little bit surprised andas someone in the actuarial science business, I'm not surprised, often sonow. Here I am two blocks away from a random coffee shop in Greenwich Village,totally unsure of what I'm even hoping will happen. Sure it's been fine overthe phone, but, judging by our last face to face interaction, there's agood chance, things might get heated and fast...

...and then there's the whole hot forteacher fantasy. That I'm sure will be playing on repeat in the back of myhead for the next six hours, six hours, Jesus Christ. I need a drink as I approached the coffee shop I spotNoa's tall frame through the front window, leaning against the wall on thecorner in Grey jeans and a Maroon shirt he'sdressed better than the last time. I saw him, although, let's be real,that's not saying much. The whole lumber sexual vibe mightstill work for some people. But to me it just screams, I'm stuck in twentyfourteen and don't know how else to look masculine and fashionable at thesame time. But this look it's good like I didn't realize you still had bicepsgood. Like yes teacher I've been very, very naughty good. He looks up from hisphone when I'm just a few feet away his...

...mouth twisting into an easy, familiarsmile. He stands up straight and takes a step toward me. The afternoon Suncatching the hints of Auburn in his hair, not to mention the hint ofstubbles subtily lining his jaw. That's the kind of Shit men in Brookland wouldtrade their left nut. For I bet noah. Hardly eend knows it's.there. Yoldnise Noah places a hand lightly. On the middle of my back toguide me inside it's the kind of move that tends tomake me cringe, reminding me of an uncle on my mom's side, who was alwaysa little hansier than I'd like I don't know if it's because of thissexdream or how into him I'm quickly becoming, but for the first time sincepuperty I don't mind it's kind of Nice. Actually, I smile as I walk past himthrough the door. You don't look too bad yourself wow, I sound flirty. Hesmiles back, revealing a small set of...

...dimples. I haven't seen since highschool fuck he's cute. The coffee shop is small, with only ahandful of sturdy wooden tables and one sleek black bar in front of the windows.We stand in line our shoulders almost touching and stare at the hand letteredmenu. You can tell a lot about a person based on their coffee order and I'mfascinated to hear noas I glance over at him. You Ready Yeah, you go first, so I order my cold brewand start to reach for my wallet when Noah stops me stepping forward andshaking his head. I know you're an independent woman at all, but just thisis on me. Okay, as a thank you for helping me out, I mean I haven't, helped you yet well.Maybe O coffee will change that he smiles that same stupid, dimply smilethat sends me right back to Sophomore...

Er. Whatever I playfully roll my eyes, heorders a flat white and at first I'm Takin, aback I'd, pegged him as a blackcoffee man and while the flat white isn't really that novel anymore, thename alone feels adventurous for anyone not living on one of the coasts. Mysurprise must be written all over my face because he takes one look at meand smiles. We have cool coffee shops in Indiana, too. You know we grab ourdrinks and Nestle into the one empty table in the corner of the shop sittingacross from one another. It's busier in here than I'd expect fora Saturday afternoon in the city, Our table is smaller than I was preparedfor, meaning that not only are our knees millimeters from touching, butevery time he moves, I catch a hint of his scent. It's not strong enough to bea full Lon colone, maybe a bodywash or deodorant, but whatever it is, I'm intoit.

Clean fresh masculine tapping myfingers on the side of my glass. I start so tell me more about this whole brewerything. He nods taking a sip of his drink before running his knuckles alongthe scruff on his jawline his face scrunching up as he gathers histhoughts well, I started brewing in high school. I remember it wassomething I mostly did with my dad and my brother at first I noed sipping atmy Straw and lifting a finger to interrupt. Oh Mason right, yourbrother's name is mason he's taken a back a it yeah basin. Surprise you re.I shrug as if it's no big deal that I committed his brother's name to memoryanyway, goon it was something you did with Mason and your dad yeah, but thenI kept brewing through college and after a while, I was doing it by myself.Thinking of new combinations, new Pairings Mason gave it up by senioryear, but I stuck with it.

I didn't realize it at the time, butbrein got me through a lot of shows. Why didn't you try to pursue thatearlier? I didn't think of it like that. I guess I took the job at the highschool because it seemed like the right thing to do: steady pay, decentbenefits. It just felt like the right foot, so why now he turns to look outthe window before looking back at me, his face blank- I don't know I justheard about this program and I figured I'd, give it a shot when I got in. Iguess it just felt like a sign that I was where I needed to be, and what, with it being somor break,and all I don't know just seems like it was going to work out and I've had Rnot along as he speaks, but all I can think about is the way his mouth lookswhen he talks how his shoulders are broad without being domineering, hisarms defined, but not too intimidating like he could push me up against a walland hold me there, as I unbuttoned his...

...pants and undid his sipper slowlyslipping my hand below his waistman and it's not like. I had a real problemwith her being a woman. I just you know it was just a little hard taking herseriously. Sometimes you know sorry. What did you say? I snap out of myfantasy only to be horricide by the words coming out of this man's mouth.That's what I get for letting myself get carried away, one of our businessmanagement instructors. She seems nice and all, but I mean you know how it is.I sit up straight already feeling every hair on my body starting to Bristle, noNoah. I don't know how it is. Please illuminate me. Well, you know her. Hervoice was a little annoying se Christ and she didn't have that commandingpresence. You look for in a teacher commanding presents what you need afucking drill sergeant to make you pay attention. No, but in my opinion shemade it too easy to question her...

...authority. I Lean Ford resting myelbows on the table aware of the distance closing between our faces. Doyou have a problem with women in authority Nola he scoffs and crosseshis arms? Oh, don't start, I'm all for equal pay and all that shit. I know itsucks for women and I know it sucked for that woman trying to overcome hernatural inclination to be quiet and shy, but the fact of the matter is shewasn't making it any easier on herself. Maybe she wouldn't have to make iteasier on herself if we lived in a society that valued different types ofauthoritative figures instead of glorifying ultramacho military stylediscipline, so much so you're telling me th t you don'tever butchet up a little in the boardroom to get what you want: Ol Fuck,NOI BOT it up. You know what I mean. Haven't you ever tried to talk in aslightly deeper voice. Sor Make yourself seem tough, because you knowit would give you a leg up. I think...

...there's a lot of power in femininity.He cacks his head to the side. I shift in my seat, uncrossing and recrossing.My legs doesn't take a genius to figure that one out, but I'm not talking aboutthe way you dress. I'm talking about how you interact, I throw my hands inthe air. Fine sure. Maybe I'll act huff from time to time, God Noah you're, sofucking impossible. You haven't changed one bit since high school. You knowthat his eyes grow dark his lips, pulling tot into a straight line. Youdon't know a dancing about meingard. I hate myself for thinking it, but he'ssexy when he's broody. Even if three seconds ago I was ready to rip his cutelittle face right off. I rest my Chin in my palms, then by all meansanlighten me. He sizes me up for a moment and I can't help but notice hiseyes lingering on my chest for a split...

...second, too long, my pulse raceswatching the muscle in his jaw twitch as he stares at me, the silence growingthick with all kinds of tension out of nowhere. He stands his chair, making aloud screeching noise against the floor in any other circumstance, I'd beembarrassed by the sound and quickly apologized the people around us. But inthis moment all I care about is what the fuck this man is about to do. Next,he holds out his hand nodding to the door behind him. Come with me. Ten Week, turnabout is written byAmelia Jros, produced by consensual, creating steamy feminist first romancefor riot girls, special thanks to baby money and the downfiness for the use ofour heme song. Oboy head sound engineer, John McNeil mixing by spiral likecreative, mastering by Etin Gevara, follow us at consentual pod oninstagram and follow at Veno, O loon...

...and at be inged reeer to watch thislove story play out on your instruentfee. This episode wasperformed by Alison Greshaw and TRAVISDOWNAE Tunean next week, tohearNOA, say you're, not the only person from our town wilhd be ability tochange. You know.

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