Page 94 of The Teacher of Nothing
Me: Miss you too. Soon. I need to see my brother first and then we’ll figure something out.
And we will.
I’ll be damned if I actually go along with Levi’s demands. Sure, I’ll have to be more secretive, but I’m not going to cease seeing Willa altogether.
I crack a brief smile at the heart emojis Willa sends and then switch over to dial Jude.
“What?” Irritation drips from his single-worded greeting.
Rather than giving him shit for it, I cut right to the chase. “Did you find anything else on the Paulsons? Darren or Levi?”
“I’ve been preoccupied. I didn’t realize it was so pressing.”
“For fuck’s sake, man. Our family’s reputation is on the line.”
He grunts. “Could have told me that before.”
“And…” I pinch the bridge of my nose and stop pacing. “Someone very innocent is about to also get dragged through the mud. I have to protect her.”
Jude is quiet for a moment. Then, he starts tapping away at the computer, the echo of the keys clicking the only sound that can be heard between us.
“The mother or the daughter?” he asks, irritation in his tone.
“What?”
“Which one are you fucking? The married woman or the teenager?”
I close my eyes and grit my teeth. “Not the married woman.”
“She’s your student?”
“Yep.” Shame burns through me. Not because of her, but because I’m forced to admit this shit to my brother so he can properly help me. Of all my brothers, Jude will be bothered least of all. Still, it fucking sucks.
“I’ll call you back in a few.”
He hangs up, leaving me to my misery. So much rides on the hope that Jude will find me something I can use against Levi.
Willa: Darren and Mom are going to Seattle for the weekend. Can I come stay with you?
A whole weekend just me and Willa. It sounds too good to be true after two weeks of torture. But, knowing her fuckface stepbrother, he might make an issue out of it.
Me: I’ll come get you after dark. You can sneak out through the window.
Once I figure something out to do about Levi, then I’ll keep her for good. Waiting until she graduates feels like an eternity, but if that’s my only option, I’ll take it.
Since I’m still damp from standing in the rain earlier, I toss my phone on the bar and head for the bathroom. As much as I’d love not to wash Willa’s scent off my dick, I know it’s only temporary. She’ll be here in a few hours. I’ll have plenty of chances over the weekend to sink my cock deep inside her and revel in her delectable scent.
The shower water is hot and eases some of the tension in my neck and shoulders. Memories of this afternoon when I had herbent over my desk at school flood my mind and thicken my cock. I soap up my hand and stroke myself, imagining it’s her body instead. Thrusting my hips, I fuck my fist with an aggression I’d never use with Willa.
It’s brutal and punishing.
Recalling the breathy moans she made earlier, I’m finally sent over the edge. I come hard with my girl’s name on my lips.
God, I need her.
I won’t allow some little shit to threaten me from seeing her.
Once I’m clean, I dry off and dress. I opt for a pair of gray sweatpants and a Park Mountain High School hoodie. Rather than mess with fixing my hair, I quickly run my fingers through it before throwing on some socks and shoes. By the time I make it back to the kitchen, I’ve effectively wasted nearly an hour.
