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“You left me alone all night.”
I watch her gulp, but her eyes are determined. “Yes. You deserved it, and you made it through just fine.”
“I ought to tear your ass up for what you did.” Growling the words seem to have the opposite effect than I had intended. Jasmine pushes at me and because I’m so damn sore, I fall off her. She lands on top of me and pins me down.
“So, you’ve learned nothing from last night?” Her stare penetrates mine, and I want nothing more than to love on her. My pride won’t let me. It’s wounded.
“I told you, if you continued on this path, there would be no us.”
Watching the fight leave her, makes me sick to my stomach. “I was right,” she whispers. “You’ll never love me.”
Jasmine gets up, and I hate the way I feel. The loss of her warmth is numbing. Sitting up, I look at her standing there. She gulps multiple times and blinks like she’s trying to stop tears from coming down.
“If you want me to feel used, I do,” I tell her. “I should have never done what I did to you.”
Still, she refuses to look at me. My little one is ringing her hands together. A sign she’s fighting with herself.
It’s best if I let her go. There’s no way in hell I deserve her. Standing up, I walk around her and my heart begs me to make things right. To tell her I love her and will cherish her forever. Although I don’t deserve Jasmine, I want her. I tell my head and heart too bad. I have to atone for what I’ve done.
“I’m sorry, Jasmine. You are free. The contract is no longer in effect as of today.”
She nods her pretty head in understanding. “I’ll be transferring your work study to the tutoring department.”
Her entire body is shaking as she stands there, head down. “There’s fresh clothing in the bathroom.” Her voice is devoid of any emotion as she strips the bed and carries the soiled sheets out.
“I’m an idiot,” I whisper to myself.
As I’m about to get into the shower, I hear a loud crash and someone scream. The voice is too deep to be Jasmine’s. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I walk into the living room.
Jaxon, the student Laura had arrested, stands there, gun in hand. Jasmine is in the doorway between the living and laundry room.
“Where’s the bitch that lives here?” Jaxon spits out and my little one huffs.
“She no longer lives here,” I state calmly, trying to get his attention placed on me.
The grin on the bastard’s face is full of mischief. “Well, this turned out a lot better. Instead of finding the whore, I find the Dean of Education with a student. I bet she sucks your cock really well doesn’t she? The nerdy ones always do.”
Anger shoots through me, and I take a step toward him. He takes the safety off the gun and cocks it. “Nuh huh, now. Be a good little bitch and get closer to the Dean girly.”
Jasmine and I move at the same time. When I get close to her, I grab her shoulders, putting myself in front of the danger, calms me marginally.
Her hands touch my back and I know the minute I take care of this prick, I’m going to make things right with my little buttercup.
“Alright. We are closer. Disarm the gun.” Jasmine trembles against me, and my pride slips away. Everything I’ve ever wanted, no fuck wanted. Everything I’veneededis right behind me.
“No,” Jaxon says as he waves the damn weapon at us. “You’re going to call the school board and get my record expunged so I can get back into school.” He’s twitching nervously, and the amount of sweat coming down on his forehead is a sign he’s high as a fucking kite.
“That’s not going to happen. You drugged a female student and who knows how many others you’ve done it to in the past.”
He glowers at me and points the gun straight at my chest. “What makes you any better than me? I bet you’re sleeping with that cow behind you, and who knows how many other girls you’ve fucked.”
I clench my hands into fists as Jasmine kisses my back. Fuck. She knows how to calm me down. Her very essence makes me fulfilled. How the hell was I going to live without her? It doesn’t matter anymore if I should exile myself from her. She’s mine, Goddamn it.
“Watch your mouth.” I warn him. Jasmine smiles against my back and even though I don’t get to see her lips, I can feel them.
“I’m the one with the gun. Lose the towel and as for you.” He points around me to my little one. “Strip.”
“No!” We both speak at the same time. Jaxon laughs hysterically at us. “You two don’t have a fucking choice. Either do what I say or die. Either way, this ends messily for you both.”
