Page 179 of His White Moonlight
How was he going to try to win an “us”?
When Miranda and I reached the conference room, she opened the door for me.
I walked in confidently, noting that Mr.Shane had taken the seat at the head of the table.Mrs.Shane and Lindi stood behind him on each side.Miranda kept up with me as I went to the opposite end of the table and took a seat.Lindi didn’t look like she was worried about being disowned, which made me wonder what ace they thought they had up their sleeve.
Mr.Shane stared at me.
I stared back.
Lindi should have warned him that I wasn’t the type to play games with.I played to win, no matter the cost.It was easy to do when I had little to lose.So after a full minute of silence had passed, I stood and started for the door.
“Don’t you want to hear what I have to say?”Mr.Shane drawled.
“Not really.”I kept walking.
“One word from me and your pictures will be plastered on every corner of the internet.”
I paused and looked over my shoulder.My slow smile unnerved him.I didn’t need a nose to see that.
“I look forward to the fallout from that, Mr.Shane.Lindi isn’t the only one who took pictures.”
“Liar,” Lindi said softly.
“You’re right.It wasn’t a picture.It was a video.History class.March Seventeenth.You were bent over the desk while the substitute instructor satisfied your itch.You were making noises like a cat in heat.The window caught your o-face reflection perfectly.
“I believe his farewell gift for your years of service was a finger in your ass, wasn't it?”
Lindi paled as Mr.Shane bolted to his feet, his face red.He turned on his daughter.
“Is it possible she has a video?”
She hesitated.He slapped her hard across the cheek.Her mom tried to stop him from delivering another on the backswing.It didn’t work.
The door opened.
Bennett looked from me to the Shanes.“Am I interrupting?”
“I believe the Shanes are close to deciding between their livelihood and Lindi,” I said.“If I’m not needed for anything else, I have work to do.”
Miranda stuck with me as I left the room.Bennett stayed behind and closed the door.I briefly wondered what new threat he would deliver, then decided I didn’t care.The slap Lindi received from her father replayed in my mind all the way back to my desk.I couldn’t stop grinning.When I would have sat, Miranda caught my arm and dragged me into Bennett’s office.
As soon as the door was closed, she had her hands out pleadingly.
“Please, please tell me the video is real.I want to see it.”
I rolled my eyes at her.“I thought you could smell a lie.”
“Your emotions were all over, and you gave specific details of the events, but didn’t say what the video was.”She made grabby hands.“Let me see what you have.”
I pulled out my phone, unlocked it, and handed it over to her.
While she scrolled through my pictures, I went to stand in front of the blinds to watch for Bennett.I wasn’t so sure how he’d feel about using his office to watch Lindi porn.He turned the corner at the same time Miranda started cackling.
“You absolutely need to release this to the public,” she said.
I held out my hand.“Bennett’s coming.”
She snorted.“If that were true, he wouldn’t still be so moody.”
