After Wednesday Jared was over the moon. He was a little giddy and quick to excitement, but overall his good mood radiated off him so much that his colleagues started to ask questions.
"Hey, are you seeing someone, Mr. Abitol?" one of the other lectures said as he walked past her. Jared stopped, shrugging before smiling in her direction. She was a woman who was probably in her eighties. She raised a brow, c*****g her head to the side and making her hoop earrings dangle. "Are you seeing anyone?" she asked, and Jared's face grew warm. So many people have been asking him that same question — even his students. Jared wondered if it was written all over his face. But people did tend to ask these sorts of questions when people seemed unnaturally happy, and Jared was happy — extremely.
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