Page 12 of Tricking Mr. Scott


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I growl in frustration, my fist clenching at my side as I loom over him.

“If that’s alright with you, Professor.”

“Ten minutes. Blaire and I have things to discuss,” I manage to get out before storming into my office and taking a seat behind my desk, purposely leaving the door open so I can hear everything.

“What can I do for you, Peter?” Blaire asks.

I can picture the blinding smile she’s flashing in his direction, and my blood boils. She shouldn’t be smiling so brightly at anyone but me.

“I was wondering if you had plans this weekend.” He pauses long enough for her to answer, but when she says nothing, he continues. “There is a party at Kappa Sig. If you aren’t busy, we could go together.”

His voice waivers slightly, and my body relaxes, the fear of her being out of my sight leaving me. My little devil never leaves her apartment other than to come to class or study at the library. Blaire must have only attended the party last week out of obligation, not because she wanted to.

“Of course,” she responds happily. “Give me your number, and we can work out the details.”

My heart howls in protest as I grip the edge of my desk, holding myself in place. This can’t be happening. She’smine, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let this boy stand in my way.

“I’ll text you after class,” Blaire says.

As she steps into my office, I try to focus on a stack of papers I shuffle across my desk, hoping to appear busy.

“Close the door,” I command as a million different scenarios run through my mind like a film reel, none of which have the ending I hoped for.

She agreed to go on a date with someone else, but does that mean she’s done with us? Or is she testing me, wanting me to declare my feelings for her in the open and apologize for being an asshole?

Indescribable fear grips me as I try to explain my obsession, my need for her to become mine in every way. But instead of saying these things, I lash out.

“You’re not going,” I growl before snapping my mouth closed tightly.

Fuck, this conversation isn’t going as planned. I’m supposed to be groveling at her feet, begging her to give me another chance. Blaire has no idea about my obsession with her, the need to have her in my life that rules everything I do. I need her to understand that I’d give her everything if she would just give me a chance to apologize for my stupidity.

“You have no say over what I do,” she scoffs, taking a seat in a chair on the other side of my desk and crossing her legs.

My eyes focus on the milky-white skin of her thigh as it peeks out from beneath her skirt, and my mouth waters.

“But I need…” My voice trails off, searching for the right words to convey my feelings to her.

“Need what, Professor Scott?” Blair pushes up from the chair, crossing her arms and cocking her hip to the side. “You think you can call me a whore and get back in my good graces with a devilish smile and smoldering looks?”

Tears pool in her eyes as pure agony shoots through my entire body.

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it!” I shout, not caring who hears what I have to say.

Her eyes plead with me to say something, anything, to show her how I feel. But before I can get the words out of my mouth, she turns and heads for the door.

“Goodbye, Wylder,” she whispers as she pulls it shut behind her.

“Fuck!” I shout, sweeping my arm across my desk.

Papers and books scatter across the room as I drop into my chair, gripping the thick strands of my hair and pulling.

This can’t be happening.

Panic grips my soul as the future I imagined for us disappears before my eyes. Blaire is everything to me, and I need to show her that. No flowery words and apologies, but actions. I need toproveto her that there is no one else on this planet for her except me.

It’s time for me to teach my little devil a lesson she’ll never forget.

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