Page 52 of Puck'n Bully
I blink, wondering if I heard him correctly.
Before I can second-guess myself, Dr. Blanton continues. “I think you’d fit in quite well with my team. You have a strong grasp of fundamentals and you’re willing to go the extra mile to set up experiments that deviate from the usual textbook ones. If you’re considering pursuing a PhD, I’d be happy to recommend you for a full-time position. With a full scholarship, of course.”
My heart races at those words. I’d always wanted to build a future where research, exciting discoveries, and teaching would become a part of my life. It’d bring me so much closer to my childhood dream of becoming a genius scientist like the protagonists of the comics I loved reading so much.
A doctoral degree would open doors for me, ensuring me a career in research. Dr. Blanton is highly respected in his field and a chance to have him as my PhD supervisor would be the cherry on top of my cake.
“I’d love that, Sir,” I admit, trying to suppress my excitement. “I definitely want to pursue a PhD to keep up with my research goals.”
Dr. Blanton smiles. “Then keep this up. Professor Patel has also noticed your work and was impressed by your recent paper.”
My excitement soars. Professor Patel is the head of the Physics department at Knightswood U and a renowned Physicist with several awards under his belt.
All the long evenings in the lab, all the nights I spent looking up research papers in the library, pushing myself to do better...they were worth it. Hell, I even left my hometown to come to Knightswood.
For the first time in a long while, I feel like I’m getting somewhere, and that coming to Knightswood wasn’t the biggest mistake I made in my life. If I wasn’t so heartbroken about ending things with Hayden, I’d be grinning from ear-to-ear right now.
“You can meet Professor Patel at the hockey game this weekend,” he says, giving me a light pat on my back. “It’s a great opportunity to meet him in a more relaxed setting. You can have a casual chat with him and talk about what you hope to accomplish with your research.”
My stomach churns at the mention of hockey.
Dr. Blanton senses my hesitation and chuckles. “Professor Patel never misses a game. And neither do I. You’re new at Knightswood, so I guess you don’t know this yet but we’re all fanatics when it comes to hockey. Even us nerds from the Physics department rarely miss a game.”
I force a chuckle but it sounds hollow.
“You should join us,” Dr. Blanton says with an encouraging grin. “A hockey game is almost a ritual in this town and you should experience it first-hand.”
I swallow a painful lump in my throat. Just thinking about Hayden makes my heart ache.
“So, we’ll see you this Friday?” he asks, looking at me expectantly.
Biting my lip, I nod. “Yeah, sure. I’ll be there.”
“Great! I’ll send you a front-row ticket and you can enjoy the game with us.” With that, he puts down the notebook and walks out of the lab.
A heavy sigh exhales out of me. Now that I’m all by myself, I can finally allow myself to feel the gnawing hollowness in my chest.
Sinking into a chair, I lightly touch my lips. They’re still swollen from Hayden’s aggressive kissing.
Even now, they tingle, reminding me of Hayden’s hot lips as they crashed against mine in desperation. Squeezing my eyes shut, I try to forget what it’d felt like to be kissed with such burning passion. But I just can’t.
Heat blooms in my cheeks. My cock starts throbbing at the same tempo as my heart. I spent the whole night trying to forget him but it’s like I can stillfeelhim.
The confrontation with Hayden felt like the biggest test of my life.
I did my best to resist him, fought him with every shred of my strength but it’d all been for nothing. Hayden easily overpowered me, stealing kiss after kiss.
No wonder the whole town is his fan. If Hayden plays like he kisses, no opponent stands a chance to win against him.
When he went down on me, I forgot the reason why I was fighting him in the first place. He swallowed me in deep, sucking and tasting me like I was a prey he wanted to savor before devouring it fully.
I was so powerless against Hayden at that moment, that I couldn’t help but imagine what it’d be like to have him as a lover. My limited experience with other men stood no chance against Hayden’s burning passion. His lapping tongue and tight, hot throat obliterated every other thought as he seared himself into my memory.
Will I ever be able to get over him?I wonder, feeling my heart squeeze painfully.
No one’s ever touched me the way Hayden did. No one’s ever pursued me like he did.
If only things were different...
