"The thing is, I really like you. At least I think I do. Maybe it's just me that I like when I'm around you. I've been so miserable these past few years, but when I'm with you I can honestly say I'm happy, but I think I'm a bit confused. It doesn't help that your disgustingly beautiful. Knowing my luck I'm probably just really shallow and I only like you because you're hot."
"But you're my teacher" I said.
"Yes, I know. That's what makes it so hard"
"And my uncle."
"And your uncle".
"What do you think my dad would say if he knew you were telling me this?" I asked him.
"I've been more of a father to you than he ever has, but maybe you shouldn’t tell him." he said. I couldn't argue with that, but I was still sure I shouldn't sleep with him.