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Iwoketoweakmorning light creeping through the open blinds. And being distinctly aware I wasn’t in my room back at home.
I breathed deeply, conscious of a heavy weight across my waist. I’d felt an ache between my legs a handful of times before, and my throat felt like I’d swallowed shards of glass. I rolled my tongue along my teeth as I tried to place where I was before I disturbed my bed partner.
Then the night before, flashes of scents, sounds, and sensations came to me.
The feeling of Aldric dragging his hands and tongue over me. His fingers stretched me out with well-timed thrusts. That had my toes curling and spots appearing behind my eyelids.
The sexy smugness in his voice as I became desperate and begged for more. He was so strong, so much more than I had expected, he’d kept me under his thumb, and I gave myself up quite willingly. He’d spoiled me.
He made sure I was comfortable even between his teasing comments, His eyes constantly checking over my expressions, making sure I was there with him.
His girth had nearly broken me; it was euphoric when he drove into my walls. The way he grunted into my ear, showered me in praise and spelled his adoration into my skin with kisses and bites.
The words,“I’ve never known it could be this perfect.”Rang over and over in my head, and when his hands engulfed mine, commanding and yet protective, I had cum almost instantly.
But I didn’t need this; I looked over my shoulder at his sleeping face. I didn’t need a distraction; I was starting to work on my degree and didn’t have time for a relationship. I barely had time to eat. I bit my lip and frowned.
Did he even want a relationship? I couldn’t take that as a chance; I couldn’t afford one, I wasn’t a one-night stand kind of girl, and I needed this all to disappear. I was so torn, but I needed to forget about it, and if I could escape without waking him up, it would make it that much easier.
It seemed Aldric Haile was a heavy sleeper. Or at least the activities from the night before had worn him out enough that he continued to snooze through my wriggling out from under his arm onto the floor.
I dressed quickly, near silently. I turned to look back at him as I was fussing with my hair in the mirror above the desk quickly. It was too bad I hadn’t met him a couple of years later; I felt we could have had something.
With a sad smile, I scooped up my heels from the night before, took one more long view of the beautiful sleeping man, and walked out of the room barefoot. Firmly locking away any memories that lingered from Dr. Aldric Haile.
As I closed the door behind me, I leaned against it briefly, hoping I’d made the right decision.
I smiled down at the little boy clutching tightly onto my fingers.
Brushing away the thick black curls away from his forehead and showing his clear green eyes. He looked over at the building in front of us. Ciro turned to me next and shook his head.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“No, mama,” he said. Trying his hardest in his four-year-old vocabulary to explain his feelings. “No.”
“I will be here at the end of the day. I promise,” I crouched down to link my unoccupied hand’s pinky with his. “I would never leave you.”
He pursed his lips, “Promise?”
I nodded, “It’s just like the babysitter except with lots of friends.”
He nodded, though his little brow was still furrowed intensely as he accepted the hand of the daycare worker. She smiled kindly at me before guiding him away.
Part of my heart twinged. I watched him get swallowed up by the small ground of kids swarming around the three adult’s legs. I waited for Ciro to leave with a smile on my face.
I bit my lip as I climbed back into the front seat of my beat-up sedan. I checked the address on the paper I had stashed in my pocket. I typed it into the GPS and then headed out.
The Georgia State University building loomed tall and ominous. But I felt an odd sort of nostalgia. I supposed it was normal to feel that way when I was an alum of a college.
But I also couldn’t put my finger on it; it was almost like coming home. Maybe it was because GSU was the first to start my life after losing my mother. And it was what had set up any success for Ciro. I owed this school my life.
I drove into the parking lot with a sigh, seeing a small placard labeling my spot as ‘staff.’ I wasstaffnow, even if it was temporary; for now, I was gifted one of these many rows. It felt strangely special like I had crossed forbidden territory.
I sat with the car running for a bit and set it in the park. I breathed deeply, thinking of the past five years and how hard I worked to get here. Taking a moment to insert myself into the present and not let myself fall back into the past.
I wasn’t a twenty-something struggling with a swelling belly and keeping up with classes. No, now I was working on building my future.
I took just a moment to celebrate the challenges of the past five years.
