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“You need to tell him now, Aleah. Promise me. The more evidence against Dillon, the harder it’ll be for him to get away with it.”
Unfortunately, it won’t help against Aaron or Brooklyn.
“Yeah. I will. When we get home, I swear I’ll tell him. We can’t let Dillon get away with what he did to either of us.”
We hug again, but it gets interrupted when there’s a knock on the door.
“That’s probably Spencer.” She wipes her cheeks again, removing any evidence of her tears. “I’ll call you tomorrow to check on you and tell you what Spencer said.”
“Okay.” I grab her hand before she can walk away. “If you ever want to talk, you know I’m here.”
She nods with a smile. I go back to my bed as she crosses the room to the door.
“Oh, hey, Mr. Monroe.” I can hear the smile in her voice. “She’s all yours.”
I sit on the side of my bed, not looking at August as he walks into my room, the door quietly clicking closed behind him. I admit, I’m a chicken. I’m not prepared to look at his face yet. I basically laid out my feelings in the living room when I faced off with Dad. A person pretty much knows how someone feels when they announce they would choose them over family if forced to pick. I have no idea what August feels for me, if he feels anything at all. Besides lust, of course. It’s obvious he feels that.
I twist my hands in my lap, playing with the ring on my finger as I feel him approach. His shoes appear first, and even looking at those has my heart jumping in my chest. How pathetic is that? Seeing just his shoes makes me jittery.
“Luna.” He calls my name in a rough voice.
When I refuse to look up, his hand appears, and he puts a finger under my chin to lift it. My eyes finally meet his, and what I see has me no closer to knowing how he feels. His eyes are blank.
“Why?” he asks in a low tone.
My lips are dry, so I run my tongue across them. “Why, what?”
“Why did you tell your father what you did?”
I don’t know what to tell him because I don’t know myself. I give him the only thing I can.
“Because I don’t want it to end.”
His eyes flicker, and it’s not until then I see a glimpse inside his mind. What he reveals has hope blossoming in my chest.
“I don’t want it to end either.”
“Really?” I can’t keep the hope out of that one word.
“I don’t know what we have right now, and your father was right, I’m not the man for you. Not looking at the fact you’re my student, I’m too old for you.” The hope I was starting to feel begins to fade. Until he steps closer and drops to his knees, wedging his hips between my legs. “But I’m a selfish asshole and won’t give up my chance with you. So long as you want me, you’ll have me.”
He cups both of my cheeks, his fingers delving into my hair, and brings our lips together. The kiss is short and sweet, but filled with so much feeling.
He lifts his mouth from mine but rests our foreheads together.
“Is that what you want, Luna? Do you want me?”
I wrap my arms around his shoulders and scoot my butt to the end of the bed. I lock my ankles around his waist, trapping him against me. We’re flush together. His hardness to my softness.
“Yes.”
A smile drifts across his lips and it’s the most handsome smile I’ve ever seen on his face. “Then I’m yours.”
He palms the back of my head and brings our lips together. This kiss is much longer and has my body needy for his. I want to strip both of us naked and sink back into the mattress, taking him with me, and beg him to take me for the rest of the night.
I dig my heels into his butt, then moan when his hardness presses against just the right spot. My hips undulate and my fingers latch onto his shoulders. The deep groan that reverberates from him spurs me on. His hands slip down my arms until they wrap around my hips, and Lord have mercy, he pulls me closer. Sparks shoot through my stomach and race through my limbs.
All too soon, he pulls back, and we’re both left panting.
