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She sighs, some of the anger leaving her. Her shoulders slump forward and she opens the door. She doesn’t say another word to me as she leaves the room.
I sigh and run my hand down my face. That could have gone a lot better than it did. I wish that there was more I could tell her about what happens now, but there isn’t.
The media will take the story and run with it. The only thing she can do is sit back and wait for it to blow over.
Although, I am going to find out who leaked the story in the first place.
Kendall is sitting in the middle of the living room floor with a couple textbooks and her laptop sitting in front of her. Her hair is piled on top of her head in a messy bun and there are two highlighters stuck through it.
“Having a good time?” I ask, looking at the coffee table resting against the fireplace instead of where it belongs.
Kendall looks up at me and shrugs. “I have a paper due in two days that I need to get written. Then once that’s done, I have some cleaning to do around here.”
I look around at the main floor of the house, trying to figure out what she has to clean. Everything is spotless and has been since the day she arrived. There is rarely anything out of place and even when there is, it’s not there for long.
“Why don’t you take a break for tonight? We can go get dinner and relax after the shit show this morning?”
The setting sun outside casts a golden glow into the room, bathing Kendall in the warm light. Even in the middle of studying like a madwoman, she manages to look more beautiful than she did this morning.
“I can’t. I just told you that even with the paper, I still have cleaning to get done.”
“Kendall, you keep the house spotless. I have no clue what cleaning you think you need to do, but I doubt there is any.”
She rolls her eyes and puts her pen down, turning to me. “The bathroom needs to be cleaned. That means the tub, the toilet, the sink, and the floor. Scrubbing every single inch. That takes time.”
I stare at her for a moment, wondering why she’s fighting so hard. Most women I know would be happy to go out to eat. Instead, she’s sitting here and trying to say that she has too much work to do.
“If I’m telling you to take the night off, then I expect you to take it off, Kendall. There’s nothing around here that needs to be cleaned that desperately. Come to dinner with me and then finish your paper when we get back.”
“You know that throwing money at me and trying to take me out isn’t going to make me any less pissed off about this morning?”
“Look, I’m pissed about it too but there’s nothing we can do about that.”
Kendall pulls the highlighters out of her hair. The blonde locks cascade down her back. For a second, I think about what it would look like to have her hair wrapped around my fist while she arches her back for me.
My cock strains against my pants even as I try to think about anything other than fucking her.
“Can we order in, instead?” she asks as she stands and stretches. Her shorts rise a little higher on her thighs and my gaze drifts down to her legs.
I pull my phone out of my pocket and toss it to her. “Order whatever you want and then order enough for both of us.”
Kendall sits on the couch, her books abandoned for the moment and her legs crossed beneath her. She hums to herself as she scrolls, so softly that I don’t think she even knows she’s doing it.
“Should be here in twenty,” she says, handing my phone back a few minutes later.
“Sushi. Not a bad choice.”
Kendall slides off the couch and nods, turning back to her books. Even though I know I shouldn’t, I sit on the couch and scroll through my phone.
Every now and then, I look over to see her lost in thought. She highlights things in the books, sighing as she flips a page and grabs a stack of sticky notes. Her tiny and precise writing fills a sticky note before the little note is slapped into the book.
“Do you like law school?” I ask, tucking my phone away.
“Yeah.” Kendall looks up at me with a small smile and I can see the excitement in her eyes. Her entire face is lighting up at just the mention of her studies. “It’s better than I ever imagined.”
“Do you think that it’s going to be worth it in the end? A lot of people never end up even using their degree.”
Kendall shrugs. “I’m going to use my degree. I worked my ass off to get it and it’s come at a stupidly high price. If I don’t use it, it will feel like a waste.”
