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And it wasn’t me jacking off in the library.
It wasn’t me spanking her over the desk.
It was fucking carpooling.
That’s what tipped off the dean’s office to our inappropriate relationship. Carpooling.
Sadie sits beside me in the chair of the office as we stare at a photo of us getting out of a car together in the student parking lot.
At the moment, my mind is frazzled, and I’m thinking of all of the things this fucking ruins. My job, my eligibility into the program, and Sadie’s education. I can practically feel her fear radiating from her skin. I want to reach over and hold her hand, touch her back, hug her against me, and tell her everything is going to be okay.
“Dr. Goode, do you understand that this footage of you and one of your students was found on our security cameras? You understand that any physical and intimate relationship with your student is strictly forbidden at this university, don’t you?”
“I understand,” I reply flatly.
“I’m asking you now,” he says, placing his hands on his desk. “Has there been an intimate and physical relationship between you and Miss Green?”
“No, sir,” I answer emphatically, staring him in the eye. To my left, I feel Sadie’s gaze shoot my way. He turns toward her.
“Ms. Green, has there been an intimate and physical relationship between you and Dr. Goode?”
She swallows and hesitates, her lips parting, and I watch.
“You understand you’ll be questioned separately, but considering the nature of these accusations, I thought it best to bring you both in. I’m asking you both to be honest, but as you know, this could jeopardize your position here at the university.”
“I understand,” I mutter.
“Ms. Green, have you had an intimate relationship with Dr. Goode?” I watch the light die from her eyes as she stares at the floor.
“No, sir,” she says.
“And I understand that you are currently pregnant?” he asks, his eyes glancing uncomfortably down to her stomach.
Softly, she nods as if she’s ashamed, and it makes my blood boil.
“Then I assume this child is not Dr. Goode’s?”
How could he accuse her of secretly carrying her professor’s baby? The audacity.
“Correct,” I say before she has a chance to respond. “It’s not mine.”
Sadie’s shoulders slump away from her ears as she stares at the floor.
“Is that true, Ms. Green?”
“Will you please leave her alone?” I argue. “She’s done nothing wrong.”
She nods despondently anyway.
I can’t help but feel as if I’m doing something wrong, but I’m trying to save her education and my career. Why do I feel like shit doing it?
That’s not a lie; the baby isn’t mine, and all we have to do is deny that we’ve had sex, and we’ll be fine.
“I simply give Sadie a ride sometimes to campus. She’s a family friend of ours, so we know each other from outside the classroom,” I explain.
“I understand,” the dean replies with a nod. “Ms. Green, do you have anything to add to this?”
She glances up from the floor and stares at his face a moment before turning toward me. Her gaze is piercing, and I feel it deep in my core.
