at the science library one freezing january day , elliott was working through some functions when silke kilmer , the most beautiful woman in his physiscs class , came up behind him and placeed her devine soft cheek next to his . startled , he gave her a push that almost knocked her over and jumped out of his chair .
"sorry ," she said , smiling . she had recovered like a car . her hand barely touching the table to stabilize her .
"no . my fault .i'm sorry ."
"can i talk to you for a minute ? i know you're working , bt- just for a minute ?"
"by all means ," elliott saiod , kicking himself mentally for sounding so pompous .
they sat diown again , alone in the group of cubicles on the third floor where elliott spent a lot of his evenings . silke set down her heavy backpack and took off her navy pea coat , revealing a fuzzy white sweater with a turtlneck that gave her an exaggerated silhouette . the angles between her chest and ribs and stomach fascinatingly concave and convex .
elliott tried not to stare at her . she had dark hair and red full lips . and plive skin as though she were mediterranean , not from some little town ion germany whose name elliott couldn't remember .
he knew that she was on scholarship , too and that she sometimes answered questionns in class he couldn't . she wanted to be a quantum physicist , they all did , all except elliott , who wanted to be a mathemtician . of the three girls in the class , she was the one who came in late , who smiled , who would talk to any of them . the best was that she would not return to germany , that a big american university like princeton would grab her . she had the smarts , but she was also graceious and sociable . which was not something you came across every day at MIT .
that she had sought him out brought a flush to his cheeks .
"sorry ," she said , smiling . she had recovered like a car . her hand barely touching the table to stabilize her .
"no . my fault .i'm sorry ."
"can i talk to you for a minute ? i know you're working , bt- just for a minute ?"
"by all means ," elliott saiod , kicking himself mentally for sounding so pompous .
they sat diown again , alone in the group of cubicles on the third floor where elliott spent a lot of his evenings . silke set down her heavy backpack and took off her navy pea coat , revealing a fuzzy white sweater with a turtlneck that gave her an exaggerated silhouette . the angles between her chest and ribs and stomach fascinatingly concave and convex .
elliott tried not to stare at her . she had dark hair and red full lips . and plive skin as though she were mediterranean , not from some little town ion germany whose name elliott couldn't remember .
he knew that she was on scholarship , too and that she sometimes answered questionns in class he couldn't . she wanted to be a quantum physicist , they all did , all except elliott , who wanted to be a mathemtician . of the three girls in the class , she was the one who came in late , who smiled , who would talk to any of them . the best was that she would not return to germany , that a big american university like princeton would grab her . she had the smarts , but she was also graceious and sociable . which was not something you came across every day at MIT .
that she had sought him out brought a flush to his cheeks .
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