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“Son, what can I do for you?”my dad asks and I sigh.
“We have a problem here. Nate Reynolds has returned home, and he's decided to set his sights on Patience. We knew this could be a problem, but she’s so close to turning eighteen. There is no way he isn’t in on what his father is planning.” My dad tells someone he will be right back in the background and I wait until he’s alone for him to reply.
“You’re right, this doesn’t sound good. There are so many things on the line right now, things you don’t even know about. Keep Patience away from him. Keep her at your place if you have to. She will be eighteen in a few days, then everything can move on schedule.”
He hangs up, not waiting for me to respond, and I wince at the fact I need to lie to the girl I love about even more shit, but it’s not worth the drama. I know she will be hurt, but if she loves me as much as I think she does, she will forgive me. I hope.
I walk into my office and pop open my desk drawer, pulling out a bottle of scotch and a glass. I have a night full of grading these papers, so I can enjoy my weekend with my girl. I don’t know how many we have left.
Someone knocks on the door and I hide the alcohol. I’m technically still on the clock as I have office hours till seven tonight. I shut my desk drawer and grab a piece of gum.
“Come in,” I call out and one of my students, Ava, enters my office. I internally groan. She’s not the type of student to have alone in your office. She’s always flirting and wearing skirts that are way too short. I think she has some student/teacher fantasies, and I'm the wrong teacher. Plus, my heart is already claimed.
She takes a seat and gives me a flirty smile. “I’m glad I caught you, Professor. I wanted to discuss the grade you gave me on my last paper. Surely there is no way it was worth a B,” she coos, and I try not to roll my eyes. I turn on my computer and type in her name, pulling up the assignment in question. I quickly read over my notes about her paper, ignoring her fuck me eyes.
“Frankly, Ms. Palo, the grade I gave you was very generous. You lacked any emotion in your paper, and it seemed a little bland. Your saving grace was your argument against the main character and the protagonist. You hold potential, so I agree you could have gotten a better grade, but from the work you handed in, it was lacking.” I give her a pointed look as she sits there gaping in front of me. She tries to compose herself and keeps flirting, but I’ve had enough drama today.
“Now, if there isn’t anything else, I need to finish grading these papers.” Before she can reply, someone else knocks on the door and I stand from the desk, moving to open it. Tyler, one of my favorite students, stands there with his binder. I forgot he asked me to help him with a thesis.
Saved by the fucking bell. I give him a smile and wait for Ava to leave.
He takes her seat and I groan, running a hand down my face and scratching the scruff on my chin. I need to shave, but my girl likes a little burn on her thighs. Maybe after I’m done here, I can surprise her after work. Have a midnight snack. I lick my lips just thinking of her, then get my head back in the game and help Tyler. The sooner I’m finished, the sooner I get to leave here.
Chapter Fourteen
Cal has become an even bigger dick. I don’t care if his hazel eyes and light brown hair draw me in like a moth to a flame. I’ll stick with his twin. At least Nate isn’t a royal prick. I made one comment to him about maybe we should meet up and talk after class, and he turned it around on me later. Announcing to the whole damn hall that I’m a slut gagging for his dick, because I know that his is the only one I’ll never get. Like, what the fuck?
I know Nate wants us to work together. To finally uncover some truths, but I just can’t with Cal. I never thought he could hurt me again, but that did it. Rushing to the bathroom to hide my breakdown was a low point, and I refuse to let myself get to that place again. I have Nate and Ki. I don’t need the asshole, Cal.
When I get home from school, I immediately change into workout clothes and start running. I need these thoughts to go away. If I could, I would go to work early and take my stress out on someone. Cracking a whip gives me a satisfaction I never thought it would. And when someone gets pleasure out of it, it makes it so much better. A few of my clients really like pain, and the release it gives me is indescribable.
I pass the huge gate and scowl. I know Mr. Reynolds hates us now, but he went overboard there. Not only is it a huge eyesore, but I have to add an additional three minutes to my run, just to get around the damn thing. We once shared a front lawn, now it's split in half, unless he has the gates open. So annoying, but I guess it’s good for keeping assholes away.
As soon as I’m done with my workout, I run to the store to grab a few things. My mom comes home in three days for my birthday, and I’m hoping to spend tonight and tomorrow with Ki. There are a few things I’d like to talk to him about. Plus, I hate being in an empty house. When I was younger, I had my nanny, Alla, but after Dad died, Mom let her go. She told me I needed to grow up, and that Alla was my crutch.
My mother and I haven’t always had the best relationship, but I can admit that for a while, after that horrible night, she did make an effort. My dad left me fifty percent of his shares in the company he and the Reynolds' built together. So my days of fooling around and playing turned into learning how to run a business, alongside seeing a therapist.
I hated the children’s entrepreneur, resume, and TED Talk classes Mom made me take. I just wanted to be a normal kid. One thing I did manage to talk her into was letting me learn Jiu Jitsu. She saw it as me learning a way to protect myself, which in a way I guess it is, but I just wanted to learn to kick some ass. I quickly became top of my class and started competing. Until my grandfather decided I was trained enough, and needed to learn etiquette and homemaking skills instead.
I think this is why I love being a Domme so much. I get to have all the control in a safe environment.
I reach the small supermarket and grab a basket. We have a chef, but I want to make us some dinner. Kian loves pasta, so I grab the makings of an Alfredo and check out the fresh seafood too. Loading my basket with everything I need, I checkout and start the walk home. The weather is nice and mild, and it’s a good cool down from my run. A car passes me with its music so loud I wince. It continues on but then stops and reverses. The window rolling down makes me pause as hazel eyes and a gorgeous smile greet me.
The music turns down and Nate sighs. “I don’t know how you can listen to that so loud,” he tells his twin, then looks back at me. “What are you doing later? I was hoping we could continue our chat.” I know he’s being vague since Cal is next to him, but it’s still annoying. I start walking again, and Cal drives at a slow crawl to stay beside me. If Nate wasn’t with him, I would worry about him hitting me.
“I can’t tonight I have to work, and no, that doesn’t mean show up.” He gives me a wink, and I know he’s not going to listen to me.
“Sunday then. I’d like to give you your birthday present.” My heart races and I want to swoon at him. He bought me a gift. I give him a big smile and Cal starts to gag in the driver’s seat.
“Fuck, you guys are so lame. One, Nate, you’re not supposed to have contact with her. Two, you guys make me sick.” Nate smacks him so hard in the stomach that now he’s gagging for real. He hits his brakes and I stop again.
“I can’t on Sunday, but text me and I’ll let you know when the coast is clear, okay?” Nate nods, and Cal takes off. I continue walking home with a pep in my step and a huge smile on my face.
Cal is still a dick, but my best friend is back, and this time I’m not letting him go.
Chapter Fifteen
“Ihate her!” Cal roars, slamming his fists harder into the punching bag. I roll my eyes and step beside him, pulling him away.
