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Aura begins to look nervously between me and Cason. She pushes her seat back to stand.
“Please, stop it.”
We both look at her with my fist clenched and Cason fixing his jacket over his shoulders.
“You guys are friends, and you don’t need to get mad at each other.” She looks at Cason. “I can’t go out with you because I have a boyfriend. I appreciate you being kind to me and tryingto help me out, but even if I didn’t have Marcus, it wouldn’t be right. I work for his parents, and the only reason I attend here is because of that fact. It feels awkward, and it probably makes Kalum feel uncomfortable that you’re taking one of his housekeepers out on a date. You’re a good-looking guy and you seem very nice, but like you said, you can have any girl. Don’t waste your time with someone like me.”
Cason frowns, and his eyes soften. I’m shocked by her reasons for not accepting any of his advances. She turned him down gently, but the fact that she mentioned her stupid boyfriend annoys me. Then her last words that she’s my housekeeper and couldn’t go out with anyone here makes me feel happy, but the fact that she said he is good-looking when she told me she found me unattractive is a huge blow to my ego.
Cason smiles. “You think I’m good-looking?”
That is all he heard when she turned him down. What a dork.
She gives him a smile, and holy fuck, her smile is mesmerizing. Cason swallows because she has the same effect on him as she has on me. She has a sweetness, and the way she softens her tone when trying to reason with someone has the opposite effect. All you hear is the sweetness of her voice, and you forget that she is trying to let you down gently.
“Don’t get all excited, but yeah, I do.”
My chest squeezes in defeat. What the hell? Cason is a good-looking guy, but not to sound like a conceited douche, I am way better looking than him. I’m taller, have more muscle and I have a better-looking face and let’s not forget, I can treat her better than he can.
Cason turns. “Fire her,” he says jokingly.
Giving them both a sneer, I say, “If it were up to me, I would. Unfortunately, my mother is the one who agreed to bring her on board. So here we are.”
She flinches. I know it’s because that would mean she would have nowhere else to go, but now I don’t care. My pride has taken a secret blow, and I won’t let her know that me knowing she would have said yes, if circumstances would have been different, is messing with me. It shouldn’t but does, and the asshole in me wants to see if she finds me as unattractive as she claims. She is either good at hiding her feelings or a very good liar.
Looking at my phone, there is still time to get breakfast. It will take only fifteen minutes to pick up a sweater from the uniform shop that opens early for students who need alterations or dry cleaning and get a quick coffee.
“Aura, get your stuff. Let’s go.”
Her head tilts as she picks up her stuff. “Where?”
“Where are you taking her?” Cason asks confused.
“None of your fucking business, Cason. She is my responsibility, not yours,” I snap and he backs off.
“I am not?—”
My nostrils flare. “Aura. Let’s go,” I say in a hard tone, I’m trying not to be a dick to her, but I’m ticked off.
She says her goodbyes to my best friend. The one I want to punch in his smug face right now. She follows me out of the library, and some students who get here early look over at me with Aura trailing behind me, giving us curious stares. Everyone knows that she works in my house as a housekeeper after school for four hours by yours truly.
It probably makes me an ass to out her like that, but I was pissed at my parents and at her for intruding in my life. The worst part is I want her. I want her to want me like I want her.
She follows me to my matte-black Lamborghini Aventador, and she looks confused, not knowing what to do.
“Get in,” I demand.
She stands there, biting the lower lip I find so sexy. I walk over to open the door as it lifts, I realize, shit, I forgot that I told her I didn’t want her riding in my car.
Once I have her buckled in, my eyes trail over her smooth thighs as her skirt rides up in the low sports car. As I’m leaning inside the car, my head tilts, and I’m lost. If I don’t cover Aura, I will not make it with her alone in my car. Proving my theory that she does find me attractive will be harder than I thought.
Walking around to the driver’s side, I slide my letterman jacket off before sliding inside the car. When I start the massive engine, I drape my jacket over her thighs.
Her eyes find mine, and she looks relieved. “Thank you,” she says softly.
“Of course.”
We arrive at the shopping center where the uniform store and breakfast café are located, and I hop out of the car, opening the door for her.
