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“So, what if I did?”
“Then I’d have a very long drive to come satisfy you, wouldn’t I?”
“You wouldn’t have to,” I disagree. “Because you’re my professor.”
His jaw tightens. He looks me over slowly as he backs away, his shoes still against mine. “Oh, we both know I would.”
“Dr. Hayes,” I whimper.
“Ms. Turner,” he retorts. “We both know you’d be greedy. You’d start sending me photos of you drinking. You’d tease me with fucking someone else. If that didn’t work, you’d send me more photos, wouldn’t you?”
He’s not exactly… wrong. I swallow and glance at the rest of his office. “You’re really close to me, Dr. Hayes.”
“And you want me closer. I’ll give you a chance, though,” he decides, taking two large steps back. “Do you want me to come to the wedding with you?”
No!It’s right there on my tongue, begging to come out.
But I think of my sister’s condescending voice telling me that once I get my life together, I’ll find someone. I think of my mom, always having someone to throw at me. I think of my family, expecting the worst from me, and I can’t force the simple word out.
“Silence isn’t an answer. Do I need to convince you to give me one?” he asks.
“I want…” I almost look at the door but can’t escape Adrian’s green stare.
Beth is actually going to murder me this time.
“I don’t want you to lose your job over some pretend boyfriend thing,” I say finally. “It’s stupid.”
“The cameras will be focused on the bride and groom. I’ll stay out of photos with your family. Next problem,” he counters.
No, he can’t make it easy. He’s not allowed.
“We’re not supposed to do this,” I breathe. “You’re supposed to be logical. Smart.”
He takes my chin in his hand and pulls me close again, his nose rubbing over mine. I can practically taste the words he says against my mouth. “And you should remember how much you like obeying me, Kitten. I take good care of you, don’t I?”
“Yes,” I breathe, my legs turning to jelly.
“Yes, what?”
I gulp, my eyes dropping to his lips. “Yes, Sir.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to have me there than try to explain why you’re alone?” he murmurs before his lips skim over my cheek tomy ear. “Wouldn’t it be better to have me there if you’re drunk than have to rely on your own fingers while goading me?”
My eyes shut, and I bite my bottom lip to hide the ‘yes’ on my tongue. It works until he sucks my earlobe and a soft moan leaves my throat. His body rubs against mine, big and muscular and hard.
“You spent all of class time eye-fucking me, Kitten. I didn’t say a word, didn’t even tell you to pay attention, but you’re going to tell me the truth now. Do you want me at this wedding as your fake boyfriend?” he asks.
I grip his hips as he kisses the hollow under my ear, his teeth grazing my skin as I hiss. It’s not fair. Where’s the logic? Where’s my conscience yelling at me?
“Kitten,” he whispers.
“Yes,” I cave.
nine
The week passes by in a mix of avoiding conversations and having conversations I don’t want to have. I gave in with Adrian and can’t take it back this time. I’ve been trying to avoid Beth to escape her yelling at me, but that’s kind of hard when I live with her.
Instead, I’ve been asking my mom and sister about every little detail I wouldn’t normally care about. By the time the weekend rolls around, I know where my hotel room will be. I have a full itinerary of events, even if I’m not invited to half of them because well… because I’m me, I suppose. I can be loud, and I don’t follow the plan my parents had set out for me.
