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Discussions went back and forth until class ended, and I let out a relieved sigh. I grabbed my things, ready to bolt out, when the person next to me blocked my path.
“Where are you running off to, cub?” Sal raised a brow at me, and every nerve in my body was already a live wire, just intensified.
He had been the person to pull the chair for me. I looked around the room as people started to clear out. Sal was here with his cousin Armando. If I weren’t already in a hurry and perplexed at being here, I would have found it odd that they, out of all people, were here.
I opened my mouth, but no words came out.
“I’ll be waiting for you in my office, Theodore,” Willian said as he walked to the back door that led to his office.
Shit.
“Move, Zinnetti,” I spat.
This caused him to raise a brow at me.
“Getting a little brave, aren’t we?”
Maybe I was. Or I was backed up in a corner, and I just retaliated. I put my hand on his chest to push him out of the way, which caught Sal by surprise. Two things I immediately noticed after I felt how nice and firm his chest was: first, I watched with fascination as my pale hands pressed against the navy-blue blazer of his uniform, and second was an involuntary hiss confirming my earlier suspicions.
He struck out in an instant. His eyes were cold and detached.
“What the hell are you doing, little lion?”
Before either of us could answer, William Henderson came out of his office looking pissed that I was making him wait.
“I don’t have all day, Theodore.”
One hundred and seventy-six days, and I was royally fucked.
5
THEODORE
Humans were like chess pieces. Everyone had a role to play and a different role depending on the person they were playing with. I was a pawn to almost everyone I knew. It was something I had made peace with, but when I learned my place from the man across from me, well, it stung.
To make someone your whole world only be a fleeting moment in theirs was a hard pill to swallow.
“You wanted to see me?” I managed to say without making eye contact.
Will put one hand inside of his pants pocket and the other one he used to tap against the wooden desk.
“You didn’t answer any of my calls this summer.” His voice was firm with a hint of agitation.
This made me angry. He called three times, and that was it. As soon as summer rolled in, he let go of whatever it was that we had. As fucked up as it had been, it still stung to know I was temporary, even if I should have found relief in it.
“That was intentional,” was my curt reply.
His brow furrowed in frustration.
“Your father wants you to get caught up with the meetings that you missed. I expect you to stay after school on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays after our meetings.”
My jaw clenched.
“I’m sure I didn’t miss that much,” I bit out, finally meeting his gaze.
William rounded the desk. His stance was predatory toward me, and both my hands curled into tight fists. I needed to get out of there, but I couldn’t show my hand yet. William knew what he was doing, and one word from him and my dad would be on my shit. And if I told my dad the truth, that I let him bend me over his desk last summer, he would beat the shit out of me for being gay first and second for not being a fucking top.
William’s hands came to my face and cupped it gently, but his eyes said something else.
