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"It's not a five-star hotel," he murmurs as we walk to the back of the truck.
He places blankets and pillows in the back, making it like a bed.
“I’m glad it’s not,” I breathe out and let him help me on the back.
We lay down. My head on his chest. His heart beats on my ear. Eyes turned above. Staring at the dark night sky with stars which seem close enough to touch.
The silence and the vie
w are so peaceful I feel myself relax. I could definitely sleep in here, and I wouldn't trade this place to the most luxurious hotel.
“How did you come to the prom?” I whisper after a long silence.
“I drove,” he answers with a smile that makes me roll my eyes. He sighs before saying, “You’re here, so it’s where I should be. I wouldn’t let you be there alone.”
“But your job… people won’t let this go. I prop myself on my elbow and look him in the eye. “If someone tells on you… God, you’ll lose your job because of me.”
“Not because of you. I was already going to quit.”
My eyes widen. “But why?”
“I don’t think teaching is for me,” he says in a teasing tone.
I sigh. “What happened to him?”
“Jake made a few phone calls. He’s fired. And he’ll go to jail.”
“What?” I panic.
"Shh, don't worry. No one really knows what happened. Jake has a guy who dug deeper and turned out that piece of shit had some dirty little secrets that will earn him a few years in jail. I know it's not enough, but better than nothing."
I nod. "I'm glad he won't be a headmaster in that school to do something like that to someone else."
As silence falls over us, something else worries me. “If he’s fired, your resignation letter will be invalid. You can still get into trouble?”
“Shh. No one will be in trouble. I’ve already made him sign it. That was his last work as a headmaster.”
He slowly turns me over, so I lie on my back as he hovers over me before saying, "Because baby, what we have is so much more important than a job I don't even love. I love you, and I won't let any stupid rule stand between us."
I gasp. “What did you just say?”
“Which part, baby?” He smirks.
I swat his arm. “You know which part.”
With a grin on his face, he lifts his head to look around. And a moment later, I feel his hands sneak in from the slit of my dress. I shudder with his soft as feather touch on my thigh.
“I love you, baby,” he whispers and the soft satin of my dress pools around my hip as he takes his place between my legs.
I smile and arch my back to reach up to kiss him. When our lips separate, I whisper, “Get rid of this dress.”
He looks at me with an intensity no darkness can ever cover. His hands on my dress, on my body, is so soft he drives me crazy with hunger.
“Are you sure?” he asks.
I roll my eyes as an answer, and he chuckles.
"I love you," I whisper, and I feel his body shudder. Like I can give him pleasure just with my words.
