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“Hey. I’m having a little get together tonight with some of the professors I wanted to extend the invite,” he says.
A night hanging out with some of the most boring people I know. As tempting as it sounds, I’ve got other shit to do.
“Thanks for the invite, but I’ve got plans,” I say, lighting a cigarette.
“Asshole. Now I’m going to have to deal with them alone,” he says, laughing.
Blowing out a puff of smoke I grin. “Why the hell would you invite them over to begin with?”
“Sometimes it’s necessary to be on everyone’s good side,” he says.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask a bit intrigued.
“I’m a coach, sometimes I need to make sure my players all pass.”
Christ, is everything at this university underhanded? Sex with students for grades, getting the athletes the grades they need. The dean has to know and it pisses me off because he was so adamant I have this study group, but why? Seems there are plenty of ways to get the grade around here.
“Well man, I can’t say I’m surprised. This university is all about payouts isn’t it?” I question.
“Just need to play the game, Drake,” he says.
“So it seems. How do the football players get by?” I ask with a laugh.
“I don’t want to know,” he says, laughing with me. “You sure you can’t make it tonight?”
Smashing out my smoke, I finish off my coffee. “Yeah I’m sure, I really do have shit to do. Maybe next time.”
“You’re full of shit, but alright,” he says.
“I’m definitely full of shit,” I say laughing. Getting up, I go into my almost functioning kitchen to pour another cup of coffee. “But if you ever have a good party I’ll be there.”
We bullshit for a while, but eventually he has to go to get things together for his night of fun. Although, if I’m being honest I’d rather be going there then where I am. It’s a distinct reminder of how serious consequences are.
Chapter 17
Emma
It hasn’t been easy not tellingAubrey what happened with Professor Grayson last night, but it’s not something I need to be sharing. I trust her, but right now I need him to know he can trust me. The way he insinuated that I would turn around and say it wasn’t consensual was hurtful, but if I talk to Aubrey it’s moving along those lines. So, I told her it was a random guy I’ve been talking to in study group. She wasn’t completely convinced, but happy enough when I told her how great the sex was.
Which, holy shit, it was by far the best sex I’ve ever had. There is something to be said about being with someone older and more experienced. He’s so confident and the way he talks, fuck, it’s hot.
“Hey, you want to hit the pub tonight?” Aubrey asks, interrupting my thought.
“Yeah, I could definitely go for some drinks. We’ll grab food at the diner first, right?” I ask.
Pushing her soccer bag up on her shoulder, she nods. “Yeah sounds good. I’m going to run a few drills with some of the girls. I’ll be back in an hour or two.”
“Coach Rearden comes out on a Saturday?” I ask with a grin.
“No, it’s the assistant coach today,” she says, rolling her eyes.
Laughing I tell her to have fun as she walks out. Needing a distraction until we go out tonight, I grab my stuff and figure I’ll finish working on the article for that magazine. Just as I walk out of my room, Makena walks into the kitchen, tying her robe tightly around her when she sees me. I want to laugh because she’s so shy, but I know it’s just her.
“Hey, what are you up to?” I ask.
“Studying,” she says.
“What else do you do besides study? I’m not being a bitch I’m just curious,” I say, jumping up on the counter.
