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“Come here,” he demands, but I shake my head.
“You don’t get to do this to me. Why aren’t you at the thing…getting the head deanship?” I can’t think straight; he’s robbed me of all vocal skills, apparently.
Because Brett Powers is here.
Standing.
Looking at me like he...
“I gave it all up.” He takes a step forward as I take a step back.
“What?”
“I. Gave. It. Up.” This time, I do shiver because oh God…
“Why?” I can’t breathe, my mind is gone, spinning. I’m fighting a fight that at this point seems futile because all I want is him.
“Come here, baby.”
I swallow, my chest rises up and down as he takes the next step.
“I think you know why.” He stands in front of me, so close I can smell his fresh clean scent. So close I can feel the heat from his body claiming my own as he reaches for the back of my neck.
“You asked me for my truths.” His eyes caress my face. “Here they are. I have an I.Q. of over 166. I could read when I was two. I’ve spent my entire life missing something, trying to fill it with this constant need to be the best. I jumped out of a plane at seventeen, and for a split second, I was free. I had peace, and everything in my mind was quiet. It didn’t last. And I’ve been chasing that rush, searching for that thrill to complete me.” His hands tighten in my hair.
“Until you.”
“Oh my God.” I breathe out, feeling the tears, but not caring as his thumb wipes them away.
“I love you, Alexandrea. You’re my ultimate rush. My missing piece. Nothing in this world, not my job, the thrills, none of it compares to you.” His mouth is kissing and licking my tears.
“Those are my truths.” I cling to him, forcing my mind to think.
“Talk to me. What’s going on in that beautiful head?”
“But you love teaching…your work, tell me you didn’t quit for me...” I exhale a shaky breath.
His blue eyes darken as an arrogant smirk graces his lips. “Do you really think I’d do something I don’t want to do?”
“No.” I sniff, he’s right, no one can make Brett Powers do anything he doesn’t want to.
“I love you, Alex. You’re it, baby. I’d give up the world for you,” he states.
“Brett…I...” My voice hoarse because I’m crying and laughing as I throw my arms around his neck. His lips take mine, hard, demanding and I can’t get enough as our tongues tangle and he lifts me up.
“I love you,” I sob out.
I don’t care about the past; he loves me. I know this deep inside, I knew it the first second I saw him. He says I’m his missing piece? Well, he set me free.
My first.
My teacher.
My only love.
BRETT
SIX MONTHS LATER - MALIBU, CALIFORNIA
