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“The reason we hired you was because you were the most qualified candidate and you seemed really eager for the position. We set those rules because we didn’t want situations like this to arise, and they wouldn’t have had you followed them. We’re giving you a written warning, but consider it counting for two. If it happens again, we won’t hesitate to fire you. The university doesn’t want nor need this kind of controversy. We’ll speak to the student, explain the actual situation, and reassure the student that you’ve been disciplined.”
“Thank you so much, Mr. Hanifin. It won’t happen again.”
He curtly nods. “You’re dismissed.”
I get up and leave. The drive home is like one big blur. I snap out of it once I park in the driveway. Lily comes running out and I look up to see that Brittany is standing in the doorway, her arms wrapped around herself. When I get close to her, she holds out her arms and I step into them, letting her hug me.
“I still have a job.” That’s the most important part.
“What happened?”
“Someone saw Rebecca sneaking me into your dorm and reported it.” She doesn’t need to know that it was probably Dustin. I can’t tell her that he sees me, so it would be pointless to mention him. “I was written up; if it happens again, I’m fired.”
“God, Trace, I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”
“Stop, Brittany. It doesn’t matter.”
“It does. My selfishness could’ve cost you your job!”
I grab her shoulders firmly and say, “Stop! I don’t give a damn. I don’t want to think about it anymore, all right?”
“Yeah, okay. Sorry.”
Lily runs up the steps, past us, and inside. I take Brittany’s hand and lead her inside. “Let’s go to bed.”
“Don’t pull away from me,” she whispers from behind me as I lock the d
oor.
“I’m not.” I turn toward her and hug her to me. “We just need to do things differently. You need to make sure you don’t ignore me. I can’t sneak in anymore. We won’t have to worry about it at all once you graduate.”
“I still feel bad,” she mutters into my chest.
“And I’m still stressed as hell over it, but what can we do? Don’t feel bad, Britt. I knew it was a risk; I took it anyway. It’s done, over with, and I still have my job. Let’s focus on that, okay?”
“Okay.”
After getting ready for bed and taking my pills, I climb in next to Brittany. She rolls onto her side to face me.
“I love you,” she whispers, idly running her hands over my chest.
Relief hits me and it’s like a breath of fresh air. It’s been too long since I’ve heard those words. “I love you too.” My hands intently take a path along her body as I lean forward and kiss her. I need and want more from her. Brittany must be feeling the same because she quickly pushes me onto my back and straddles my lap.
“Tell me again.” She pulls my shirt off.
“I love you,” I tell her, my gaze hungrily soaking in her chest as she sheds her shirt. My eyes widen when she starts moving down my legs, pulling off the remainder of my clothes.
“And you promise to always be here and be my comfort?”
Her question is distracting as her fingers wrap around my length. She absentmindedly licks her lips. Is she going to…? She’s never done that before. I swallow hard. My heart accelerates in sweet anticipation. She squeezes me just a bit too tightly and I realize she asked me a question.
“Promise.” The single word seems to scrape along my throat as I say it. That’s all she needs to hear, though, as the tip of her tongue flicks over me. My head falls back with a heavy sigh and I wonder why in the hell it took her so long to do this to me.
I should be asleep by now. Brittany should be asleep by now. Her eyes are closed, but she’s tossing and turning and has yet to reach that steady, shallow breathing that marks sleep. I’ve been watching her, trying to sort out the mess in my head. It seems crazy that I’ve risked my job for her—the job I love and would be devastated if I lost. Would it have been worth it if they had fired me?
Brittany rolls onto her back, huffs, and looks at me. “I feel like I’m going crazy,” she says, her voice cracking. Her hair is a mess between the tossing and turning and sex from earlier. She’s still naked, but she has the blankets pulled up to her neck.
Underneath the sheets, I reach out to find her side, let my fingers travel over her stomach to her hip, and then pull her closer. “What are you thinking about?”
