He nods absently toward the other pass on his desk. I’m going to like this class.
I go out into the hall and stride across to the women’s restroom. I push the door open and stroll in like I own the place. Only one stall is occupied. Otherwise, her black and white shoes would have given her away. I would have shooed out anyone else anyway.
I whistle a little tune fromAmerican Horror Storyseason one.
“You’ve got to be kidding me. This is the girls’ bathroom.” Her voice is sharp.
I lean against the sink across from her stall.
“We were having a discussion, and you left.” I shrug. It’s the middle of class. The likelihood of another student coming in is low, and once they see me, they’ll turn and walk the other way.
“I was done with the discussion. Now please leave,” she says.
“That’s not how this works, Harper.”
“You want to tell me how this works then, Luke?”
A realization hit me. “Do you have your panties down in there?”
“None of your business,” she bites out.
I push off the sink and move toward the stall. The door barely reaches my chin. I look down at the top of Harper’s head. Those pink panties are between her knees. My dick twitches.
“Need any help in there?”
Her head pops up and her gaze locks on me. “Oh, for fuck’s sake.”
“I mean, I assume you’re in here to piss and I’m not hearing any pissing happening.” I scratch my chin and give her a wink.
“Go away,” she says sternly. Her eyes flash with anger.
“Answer my question then.” I lift an eyebrow.
“You haven’t asked one,” she says through gritted teeth.
“We’ve established you are truly untouched. No one else has put a hand on that kickass body but me.”
Her cheeks go red, but she holds my gaze. Those fantastic lips press tight.
“The logical question to ask is whether you’ve touched yourself. And before you qualify that, I’ll ask explicitly. Have you stuck your fingers or anything else besides a tampon in your cunt?”
Her perfect lips part, and she looks completely dumbfounded by my question. “Are you fucking kidding me? Get out of the bathroom or I’ll scream.”
I narrow my eyes on her and smile bitterly. “You scream, you get punished. Remember, I let you keep the panties on this last time.”
“I can’t pee with you here. Go away.” She drops her head, taking her eyes from mine.
“Fair. Answer my question.” I’m not leaving until she gives me an answer. We need to know exactly what we’re dealing with so we can put rules in place. I hate to tell Harper, but this won’t be like the others. She’s giving us much more than we’ve ever had before.
Even that wannabe Christian chick had taken a guy in her mouth before.
“No.” The word is soft.
“I’m sorry I didn’t hear you.”
Her dark eyes flash back up to mine. “No. Happy? Now leave.”
“You don’t give the orders, unicorn.”
