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“Seriously, I can’t wait for fall break. I’m definitely in need of it,” I reply. “Hey, listen, I need to get out of here on time today. Can you make sure to get back to the room and be ready to go by five?” I ask.
“Yeah, sure. After Math, I just have to head over to the registration office real quick. I’ll see you shortly.” We high-five because that’s how excited we both are to finally be on break and go our separate ways. Gabriel has been very specific on what he has in store for me while I’m home. It’s only for a week, but I plan on making every minute count. A shiver of excitement runs through me at the thought of being able to spend all seven days with him, locked up in his castle, being ravaged by my king.
My phone vibrates in my pocket, and a cheesy grin appears at Gabriel’s name.
“Thought you were in meetings all day?” My smile widens.
“I do have meetings all day. And they are hellish. I told them I had to step away and make an important phone call.”
His little praises will never get old. Each one, whether endearing or filthy, creates a tornado of butterflies. “Oh yeah? And how’s that important call going?” I tease him.
“About to get really good, once you tell me what you’re wearing.” I laugh. There’s nothing sexy about my leggings and oversized sweater.
“Oh, you know, the usual college attire. See-through lace, a thong, and a smile.” My belly tightens at the sound of his low, dominating growl.
“You better fucking not be.”
“What if I told you I have on a baggy sweater and old leggings covering my lace get-up?”
“I would tell you to find a secluded place and video call me so you can show me my beautiful girl.”
I tuck my head down as I make my way across campus, trying to hide the rush of color feathering across my cheeks. This is how it’s been since the night at the club. I love him. So damn much. And tonight, I plan on telling him. I’ve been preparing myself for him not to return the sentiment. I know it’s a lot, but I can’t deny how I feel any longer. Not that he doesn’t know in the way I show him physically.
Do I think he loves me back? The way he shows me? Yes. But we have yet to discuss where we go from here. We’ve agreed we belong to each other, but from there, I’m still in the dark. I’m hoping that things will progress during fall break, and we can come up with a plan to come out. I’m rooting that it’s not the same way my dad and Violet did. More like pizza and trying to keep each of us alive.
At least I know I’ll have Violet on my side. If anyone will understand, it’s her.
“Wish I could, but I have to talk to my physics professor about a paper, then I have to hurry home. I have this controlling man who doesn’t allow for tardiness. If I slip into a room and give you a peepshow, it may put me off course, and I don’t want to be on his bad side. Even though, sometimes, I kind of like it.”
His low moan is so sexy. I love knowing how much I affect him. “I’m hanging up. Get your ass here. I have plans for you tonight. If you’re late, I will make sure you don’t come until morning. And you have no idea what I have in store for you. Don’t. Be. Late.”
Then he hangs up.
Every nerve ending comes alive with anticipation. It’s only been three days since I last saw him, but it feels like an eternity. I can’t wait to be back in his arms. I’ve already lined up my pile of lies to feed my dad and Violet, claiming some fall break job—a nanny position that requires overnights and the weekend. It’s perfect.
I race to the science building to beg and plead with my physics instructor to give me an additional assignment to raise my grade. I’ve missed a few classes and really need the extra credit. Part of our arrangement was that school didn’t become affected. I kept it to myself that I was too tired and sore to attempt to walk to class on some days, so I spent the day recovering in bed. But now, I really need to sweet talk my way into not failing, so my dad doesn’t kill me.
I make it through the doors, up the stairs, and down the hallway. When I open the door to my physics class, I slam into a body.
“Oh shit,” I squeak. “Sorry—” I cut myself off when I realize I’m in Evan’s arms.
“I’m not sorry.” He grins wide, not releasing me. “Were you coming to talk to me? Maybe a last-minute coffee before we leave for break?” I pull away from him, adjusting my sweater that’s fallen down my shoulder, exposing too much of my bra.
