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GIBSON
Tonight has been a whirlwind. From the date with Charis to the weird phone call with Stone. When I texted him a thank you for the apple, I received no return texts, and no strange innuendos that normally accompany them. There’s seriously something wrong with Stone.
Sneaking down the steps, I make it through Simon and Bridget’s living room without being detected. Bridget must be under the weather, not here when I returned from my date with Charis. Though she didn’t know it was Charis, only that it was a date.
I navigate my way back to Stone’s house, even though I’ve only been here once. It’s easy, and when I knock on the door, lightly as to not wake Jett, I receive a text.
Doctor Asshole:I’m not in the mood. Go home.
Me:Yeah, two can play at that game, now let me in, or I’ll ring the doorbell. Do you really want to try to get Jett back down for the night?
I hope he doesn’t call my bluff, because I certainly have no intention of waking up one of my students only for the inquisitive Jett to ask me a million questions.
Dr. Asshole:You wouldn’t.
Me:Don’t try me on this, Doc. I work with temper tantrums every day. I can handle yours. Now let me the fuck in.
Doctor Asshole:This won’t end good for you, Teach.
Me:It’s well. It won’t end well for me. Now open the fucking door.
The door swings back, a thunder brewing in his normally clear crystal blue eyes I can get lost in every time I gaze upon him.
“I told you to fucking leave, Teach. Right now, I want to destroy something. And at this point, it very well may be you.” His eyes are blazing as he fists my shirt, pulling me through the front door.
Slamming me up against the wall, his lips are so close to mine. I can’t let this happen. Not without telling Charis there’s something between us.
“I won’t let this happen, Doc.” My tone betrays what I want.
He lets go of me. “I know, it would be a betrayal to Charis.” He loosens his grip. “But you wanted it, didn’t you?”
I don’t answer him. “Stone, what’s up?”
“Answer me first, Teach. If it wasn’t for the fact that Charis isn’t aware that we’re seeing one another, would you let this happen?”
“Um, you and I aren’t seeing one another, Doc,” I return, and it conveys the harshness I need to convince myself too.
His eyes fall on my face, then on my pants. “Just to be clear, I know you’re seeing me and your cock sure as fuck knows you’re seeing me. You, stubborn arsehole, are the only one in denial.”
Yeah, my fucking cock is a traitor in this moment. “Are you going to tell me what has you all worked up? You’re on edge and I’m trying to talk you off the ledge.”
“No, you arse, you’re going to answer my question first. If it weren’t for Charis, I’d already have you bent over, claiming your arse, again and again. Wouldn’t I?”
It’s my turn to charge him. “Is that what you want, jackass? For me to admit it to you? Yes, I’d let you have me. But the three of us will most likely cause me to lose my job. So, there’s that.”
Stone’s hand tenderly caresses my face, and he’s instantly off the proverbial edge. “I can take care—”
I place a finger at his lips. “Don’t say it.”
I expect a fight, but I don’t get one. Instead, his hand stays on my cheek. “Okay, I get it.”
I step back from him, more than stunned by his confession, but I don’t let him say another word. “All right, I answered you, Stone O’Leary. Now, you answer me. What the hell has you so spooked?” He may be in charge in the bedroom, but not now, not when he has me officially worried.
He leans against the same wall of his foyer he had me pushed against just minutes before. I empty the very little space that’s between us, wanting to touch him and afraid to do it, all at the same time.
The man needs me, and I’ll be strong for him. My hand makes contact with his arm, turning his attention to me.
In the dining room, with the light on, there’s a drink on his expensive table. “Let me fix you another scotch, right?” I tell him but ask his choice at the same time. “Go have a seat, I’ll be right there.”
