Roselyn's POV
Regardless of not knowing where he was taking me to, I wholeheartedly followed him and by the time we got to a private corner in the field, which was possibly the kind of destination he wanted, he stopped, the both of us panting heavily.
“What… was… that… just n-ow, Ivan?” I asked, trying to catch my breath as I bent over, fanning myself with my hands.
“What does it look like to you?” He responded with a question. “I want an alone time with you, Roselyn” He added, removing the honorifics.
“Wait, did you just… talk… casually to me?” I asked. “Where did the Miss you say before calling my name go to?” I asked, poking my eyes at him.
“I won't be addressing you that way anymore because I want something deeper with you now. I no longer see you as the Miss Roselyn of old memories, my ex-teacher, but presently as a woman I'm in love with, a woman I want to bond and grow together with”.