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Me:I like, slip out a nipple. ; )
She texts back straight away.
Cyrus:I don’t think Mr. Meric will like that.
Me:He can take one for the team.
Cyrus:Fine, I will get Cuyler to take the picture. : )
I almost choke on my tongue, like fuck she will show him her nipple. An incoming alert to a MMS message pings my phone, making me grit my teeth. I’m all of a sudden nauseous, but I sigh in relief when it’s a picture of Cuyler’s nipple.
Cyrus:He said no cause he didn’t want to die today.
“Are you done?” Olivia asks. I lower my phone and see her standing at my feet that are overhanging the edge of the couch, indicating that I sit up so she can sit next to me. When I don’t move, she takes the single recliner across from me.
“Why am I here?” I ask bluntly.
“Are you in a sexual relationship with Miss Jamison?” She asks coyly, I see the heat rise on her face and neck.
“Why? Are you jealous?” I tease, rolling on my side to face her.
“No,” she says a little too quickly, adjusting the thick-rimmed glasses on her face.
“Mmmhmm, well it’s none of your business.” I mutter, answering her question. She is going to keep prying, even though she is the one that stopped sleeping with me. I didn’t have anything to lose, unlike her.
“It is, Diesel, if you’re pursuing a relationship, I will switch her into another room, like maybe with Cuyler. They seem to be good friends.”
“Like hell you will,” I growl, sitting up in my seat. “If you breathe a word of this to anyone, I will leak the photos of us faster than you can blink.”
“I thought you deleted them,” she whispers, leaning over, placing her elbows on her legs and her face in her hands.
“You thought wrong, why would I delete them? If I did that, I wouldn’t have been able to show Emory.” She gasps, looking up at me.
“You didn’t,” she sobs.
“Of course I did, why did you think I fucked you in the first place?” Her eyes connect with mine, tears rolling down her face.
“You’re an asshole,” she cries, wiping her tears and straightening her back, trying to compose herself.
“I never claimed I wasn’t. Next time you want to screw a student, maybe make sure they’re not an Alpha. We always have an agenda, especially when it comes to women.”
“So, you’re using the poor girl,” she snaps, standing from her chair.
“I didn’t say that,” I state, standing and closing the gap between us. Her chest rises and falls, lust appearing on her face. “You were fun, I give you that. I especially liked when you wore these.” I slide her glasses off and throw them on the floor. Leaning in, I rub my nose close to her ear. “While your lips were wrapped around my cock.” She pulls back and slaps my face; the sting heats my face and a throaty laugh escapes me as she scrambles away to find her glasses on the floor.
“Nice chat.” I call over my shoulder as I walk out the door. The receptionist flutters her eyelashes at me, and I wink at her since I’m in such a good mood and make my way back to class. Tonight I’m taking Cyrus to the dance. I couldn’t resist saying yes, she asked while she was naked and I would almost agree to anything she asked if she had no clothes on.
Mr. Meric stares at me as I walk back into class, then shifts his gaze as Cuyler lifts his shirt and flashes me his nipple. I flip him off on my way towards my seat.
“Mr. Dale, Mr. Briar, please see me after class. Everyone else refrain from laughing, their behaviour is childish.”
“Lucky they’re children then, I don’t want to get old, it looks boring!” Wilder shouts out so everyone can hear him.
“You can join them after class, Mr. Blakemore. Your father used to be a good boy.”
“My father’s a prick.” Wilder throws back. He knows his father came here on a scholarship, he was never an Alpha.
“Enough.” Mr. Meric barks.
