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He arches one eyebrow and rubs his jaw, flashing some of the tattoos curling over his dark skin. He scoffs out a laugh. “Is that what you need synonyms for?”
“Just in case someone didn’t understand the word ‘no’ or ‘not invited’,” I hint.
“That depends,” he murmurs. “What’s the context?”
“Me saying ‘you’re not invited’, for example,” I say seriously. “I thought it was pretty clear, but logic didn’t get through, so I have to make sure to try every option.”
“Bribery?”
How does he make one word so naughty like that? His green eyes are darker, more focused, and his glasses just make his gaze more intense.
“Logic doesn’t work,” I huff.
“Think less about logic and more about desire and how things willactuallyplay out. Feel free to write me an essay about that andslipit under my door,” he says, then walks away.
Well, Beth, I tried. I tried thoroughly. I was determined, but obviously, fate has other plans in mind. And who can argue with fate? I’m definitely tired of trying to resist what I want, no matter how wrong it is to want my professor the way I do.
ten
Despite trying to avoid Adrian in class and while T.A.ing for the rest of the week, I have a feeling he hasn’t forgotten what this weekend is. No text messages. No Post-It notes on my essay. No emails.
Of course, he won’t email me. He only knows my school email… right?
As I pack Friday after my two classes, Beth watches. “Are you sure?”
“I can handle this alone,” I assure her. “I know my mom will have invited the guy I told her not to.”
She laughs, one that dries quickly. “Wait, he’s not a teacher here, right?”
My head falls back and I turn around to give her a hard look. She puts her hands up. “Now it’s a mandatory question for you to ask before you hook up with a dude. I didn’t think it would need to be, but there it is.”
I shake my head. “Everything will be fine. I made it clear twice over, the text and my being really obvious in the hallway when I wasn’t sure he got the message. Nothing since then,” I say.
She gives me a look, then shrugs. “I’ve done all I can do.”
“Thanks.”
“I’m going to go meet Danielle. We’re going off campus for shopping and dinner. Text me when you get there, okay? And remember—pink dress. No white,” she reminds before heading out.
I finish packing, making sure I don’t have a stitch of white. I have black for the rehearsal dinner. I have ‘appropriate’ casual dresses and nice clothes for the other events, have my makeup, have everything I could possibly need over a weekend.
Just before I zip up my bag, I slip my laptop in, then lingerie and a vibrator just in case I’m feeling myself. With that, I nod, double-check that I have my wallet and my phone, then head out.
This is easy. Really easy.
Hopping in my car, I turn the ignition, ready to head out of the parking lot. The music stops as my phone rings. I press the button on my steering wheel, answering the phone without checking who’s calling.
“I’m on my way. I promise. I’ll be there for dinner tonight for the… reunion or whatever it is. Seriously, don’t start throwing guys at me right away or I’ll stay in my hotel room until the wedding,” I say, expecting my mom’s voice.
“You have a stop to make before you head to the destination, and no guys are going to be thrown at you,” Adrian says in a dangerous, commanding voice.
I brake hard at a green light, hear honking behind me, then swallow. “I was clear.”
“You haven’t told me you don’t want me there, Emily. Until you do, I’m going,” he says clearly.
“Not if I don’t pick you up,” I sass.
“Do you think that would stop me from coming?”
