Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
It’s happening.
“Oh my God,” I whisper, trembling.
Mindy frowns at me. “What’s wrong?”
“I’ll text it to you.”
She pulls it up on her phone and I watch it over her shoulder. My brother wasted no time pulling together a train wreck of an investigation on Lucy. It’s all laid bare. Unfortunately, my piece is woven in. But it’s not like I can be humiliated any more than I already have.
“Look at the views,” Mindy hisses. “They’re climbing so fast.”
My stomach twists. We start walking toward the school and notice people around us looking at their phones, eyes glued to their screen. Since news about “my scandal” spread so fast from school to school, I’m not surprised this video has already made a landing here.
“I’m going to get to class,” I tell Mindy after I walk her to Coach Long’s room. “Text me later.”
Mindy nods and then gives me a hug. “You’re so strong and brave.”
Her kind words make me emotional. It’s been a hard few months. Knowing someone sees me, despite all the drama and rumors, heals something inside of me.
She skitters into class and Coach Long eyes me with a stern frown on his face. I don’t stick around, hightailing it to the greenhouse. When I step inside, there are a few students already there. Theo stands up front, watching something on his phone. As if he senses my presence, he snaps his head up and locks his eyes on mine.
A flurry of emotions pass over his features: worry, anger, admiration.
I give him a small smile, hoping to convey that whatever he’s seeing on his screen right now isn’t hurting me. In fact, it feels like I’m ripping the scarlet letter off my chest and tossing it to the ground. It’s Lucy’s to wear now.
“You okay?” he asks, voice low. “This is…a lot.”
I’d mentioned it to him while we cuddled last night after sex. But I guess hearing about it and watching it are two different things.
“I’m good,” I promise.
He shoves his phone back into his pocket, choosing not to watch the rest of the video, and then barks at the class to put their phones away. I can tell he’s tense throughout the lesson, but he manages to go over what he expects of us for our first test without too much trouble.
Meanwhile, my phone buzzes nonstop. I see texts from each of my parents, Rhett, Mei, Savvy, my old friends, and my new enemies. Cason will pass on to my family that I’m okay, so they won’t worry, and the rest will have to wait.
After class, Theo is practically vibrating with anxiety as he waits for the last person to leave the classroom. Then, he’s on me, hauling me to him for a tight embrace.
“You sure you’re okay, baby?”
“Yes.” I giggle when he squeezes me and then spins us around. “Miss me?”
“You have no idea.” He pulls back to look at me and then glances at the door. “So much I have to do this.”
His lips crash to mine. I melt in his arms, a prisoner to his claiming kiss. He tastes like minty chewing gum. We kiss frantically and desperately knowing we only have moments before we have to stop.
“How’s your pretty pussy?” he asks against my lips, causing me to shiver.
“Still tender, but definitely ready for more.”
He bites my bottom lip. “After school. My house. I need my face between your thighs again.”
“That did feel really, really good,” I purr. “Maybe this time, you’ll let me get up close and personal with your cock.”
I reach down between us and palm his growing erection through his slacks. He groans, slightly thrusting against my hand.
“Fucking tease,” he growls.
I laugh and press a sweet kiss to his lips. “You like it.”
“I love it.” He caresses my cheek. “Be a good girl and go straight to my place after school. You can put your sexy lips around my cock and then I’m going to lick you to orgasm as many times as you’ll let me.”
Laughter can be heard close by.
I start to pull away but Theo steals another deep kiss that makes me breathless. He releases me just as students begin to enter. With my cheeks burning with heat, I snatch up my things and hurry out of the greenhouse.
Later.
I love that we can continue this later.
Theo: I’m running about 15 minutes behind. I’ll make you a key this weekend, so you don’t have to wait in your car if this happens again.
I’m grinning as I make my way out of my last class and through the hallway. A key. We’re already there in our relationship. This may not be conventional—the whole teacher/student thing—but it’s right for us. Just two people who were lonely and sad who found each other.
Heat blasts me as I step outside. I’m grateful for remote start so the AC can start cooling off my vehicle. Kids push past me, eager to make their way to their cars to go home. I take my time since I’ll beat Theo to his place if I hurry. By the time I reach the parking lot, it’s mostly cleared out. After unlocking my car, I throw my stuff into the back seat. I’m just sitting down into the driver’s seat when tires squeal.