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“Are you threatening to show up if I don’t come pick you up?” I ask.
“Answer me honestly, Kitten,” he says in his low, husky voice before groaning. “What do you want?”
My grip tightens on the steering wheel as I bite my bottom lip. “I don’t want you to be my professor.”
“Come get me,” he says.
“That’s not—”
“Do we need to work on how to answer questions when I see you next?” he asks, and I grit my teeth. Fucking ass.
“I’m perfectly capable of answering a question if you’d let me,” I counter. “I don’t need you there, Adrian. I have something that vibrates and always gets the job done.”
“Emily,” he says in a growl that I feel as much as hear.
“Don’t use that voice,” I whisper.
“My place. It’ll give you a solid bit of time to decide whether to knock on the door,” he says sharply.
He hangs up, leaving me breathless and overwhelmed. I shouldn’t do it. This is another out. I can take it. I can drive away right now and make it clear that we can’t do this, but my stomach clenches at the idea of picking him up.
My heart flutters in my chest a little at flipping things around. I want to take him to the wedding. I want to surprise my family by showing up with someone successful, confident, capable.
I groan, let my head fall back, then turn to go to his place. I know it’s not far after my first time leaving his place, but every second of the drive, I keep second-guessing it until I’m in his driveway.
What am I doing? Why am I not doing it faster? If I can’t say no, if Idon’t wantto say no, then why do I keep hesitating with the ‘yes’? It’s driving me insane. I unlock the car, unbuckle, thenjust sit there, staring at the steering wheel until my passenger door opens.
Jumping with a squeak, I look over and find Adrian climbing into my car, his hair neatly styled as he wears a dark button up with black slacks. His gaze finds mine and I know I’m screwed. He has this playfulness there, glinting at me, and a blush creeps on my cheeks.
He tosses his bag in the back seat and looks at me with a smirk. “I was impatient.”
“You… you…”
“You’ve been sitting in my driveway for three minutes, Kitten. All you had to do was ring the doorbell. What’s wrong?” His hand strokes over mine, pulling my hand to his lap.
“This is insane, you know that? You’re my professor,” I breathe.
He pulls my hands up, kisses across my knuckles as his eyes burn mine. “Not this weekend. This weekend, I’m your date. I’m your partner. And most importantly, I’m the man who’s going to remind you how to behave by punishing you for being so sassy.”
I stare at him, remembering his hand on my ass, remembering his growl filling my ear. His hands on me, his body against mine, panting, moaning… fuck. I shudder, and Adrian leans forward. “If you’d been a good girl, you’d get a kiss for being sweet enough to drive, but…”
I realize I’m leaning toward him, forcing him to edge back. I chew my bottom lip. Where’s Beth’s demanding and sure voice in my head when I need it?
“Put on your seatbelt, Kitten. You’re going to be safe and focused on this drive. No matter what,” he says.
“What do you mean, ‘no matter what’? All we’re going to do is talk about what we should know about each other so you can pass as my boyfriend. Detailing one kinky night isn’t going to do it,” I grumble.
He leans closer to me, his minty breath fanning over my parted lips as his hand grazes over my breast, then I feel something tighten over my chest. I take a ragged breath and Adrian laughs softly. “Don’t worry, Kitten, I’m not tying you up. At least, not yet.”
“Adrian,” I breathe.
I hear the buckle click, then his hand is on my thigh. “As nice as it is to hear my name, if you don’t head out, we’re going to get distracted.”
“I’m not getting distracted,” I defend.
“Don’t tease,” he warns.
We don’t talk until I’m on the highway. Instead, I’m stuck in mental warfare. The yes and no bounce back and forth in my head until I’m dizzy. I make myself focus on the cars in front of me and the lines.
