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“Well, Professor, how did I do?”
“Excellent performance, Ms. Dennison. Would you care to stick around for some extra credit?”
CHAPTER 20
It was after 2:00 a.m. in the morning when I quietly let myself in the house. I needed to get my ass to bed.
Bryce would be up early and though Slate was great about getting him changed and fed before he left for work, the two of them made enough noise to wake the dead.
I peeled my clothes off throwing a tee shirt on to sleep in.
I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I found my skin cleanser and rinsed my face, then squeezing the foaming gel into my hands to massage into my face. I cupped my hands with water splashing it over my face to rinse. As I turned my face to the side to grab a hand towel I spotted it.
Holy mother of Christ I had a huge hickey on my neck!
Taz and I had pretty much fucked for two hours after my lesson in self-fulfillment. I thought back to which time might have led to the hickey.
It must have been when we were in the chair in his living room. He had me on his lap, facing him, riding his shaft up and down. Taz was extremely intense when he climaxed.
I recalled him kissing my neck roughly as he came, amongst other things. He was quite verbal as well. I blushed, thinking about the words he used when he talked dirty to me.
At least it is winter time. I was fairly certain I could locate a turtleneck or two in that closet to wear for the next couple of days until it disappeared.
I climbed into bed totally spent, exhausted and energized at the same time. How weird was that?
I tucked the covers up under my chin and relaxed against my pillows. I bit my lower lip and smiled reflecting on our evening as teacher and student. It was hot. It had even been a little bit intimate.
As much as Taz would reject the idea, I had the feeling he just might be taking a bit of a shine to me.
We had relaxed on his bed, totally exhausted and spent, trying to get our heart rates back to normal.
I recalled how he pulled me against him with one arm. He planted soft little butterfly kisses on the damp skin of my neck and shoulders.
His face had nuzzled against me, and he had whispered, “I want to ravish you.”
It brought fresh goose bumps to my skin just remembering it. I needed to put those carnal memories out of my head or I would never fall asleep.
Just before I drifted off to sleep, it occurred to me that I hadn’t called Kyzer back. I made a mental note to do that first thing tomorrow once Slate had left for work.
For whatever reason, it seemed to get on Slate’s nerves that Kyzer and I talked a couple of times each day. He felt the need to eavesdrop and then roll his eyes. I would see Kyzer in five days. I was looking forward to it.
Darcy picked me up around noon on the 12th. We had only spoken on the phone a couple of times since the night of the Christmas Eve gathering. She of course, knew about my grandfather’s passing and had sent flowers to the funeral home in Indianapolis.
Apparently, Darcy had struck up a relationship with Darin that had consumed the bulk of her time over the holiday break. I sensed she dreaded going back to Charlottesville. I knew I would get filled in on all the details during the two hour drive back to school.
Slate had been forced to take a couple of days off from his stint as an agent, something he didn’t like to do on short notice.
He and Bryce were flying to Indianapolis so that Bryce could stay with Mom until she finished up with the estate legalities there.
He loaded my suitcase into Darcy’s car, while I held Bryce and covered his sweet little baby cheeks with kisses. Slate shut the lid of the trunk, taking Bryce from me.
“Lindsey, call me when you get there, okay? I’ll have my cell with me at all times. Your car is ready to be picked up at the police impound in Charlottesville. They know the circumstances so you won’t have to pay a fee or anything for them storing it in the impound lot while you’ve been gone. If there should be any problem with that, call me, got it?”
“Yes, Slate,” I said. “Tell Mom I’ll call her tomorrow night, okay? I’m going out with Kyzer tonight so it will be too late to call after that.”
Slate frowned for some unknown reason. I wasn’t sure what his deal was with Kyzer. They had only met briefly the one time and he seemed to have been okay with him then. It was since Granddaddy passed away that he seemed bugged about Kyzer.
“I’ll do it,” he said. “Damn, I wish she’d get home.”
