Senior Year

Chapter 20

(Emma's POV)

"You skipped class today didn't you?" he says raising his eyebrow, and lowering his voice.

Shit.

"Umm," I stutter not sure what I can say. He obviously already knows.

"Hmm, at a loss for words are we?" he scoffs. "Didn't expect me to find out I'm assuming?" I shake my head no. He's in his teacher voice, making it clear that he's in charge. His stance is stiff. "Answer me," he demands.

"No," I answer. I knew he'd be pissed, but I didn't know he'd be like this. He's so strict sometimes.

"Why not?" he walks towards me as he continues to scold me.

"Uhh,"

"Because you knew I wouldn't be pleased, correct?" His eyes are burning into me. I'm in deep shit here.

"Yes,"

"It's yes Sir," he commands.

"Were not in class Killian," I say rolling my eyes.

"Watch it Swan," he warns me, and I know what he means. "You knew I wouldn't approve so you snuck around, even came to my class in the morning, yes?"

"Yes Sir," I answer the way he wants me to. He takes a deep breath, and runs his hands through his hair. He does that a lot when he doesn't know what to say. It's silent for a moment, so I decide to speak. "Can I ask you something?" I ask a bit timid.

"Yes, what?"

"How did you find out?" It's not breaking news when a student skips class, it happens all the time. So how did he find out?

"You skipped my brothers class Emma. You really didn't think it'd get back to me?"

"Well I didn't think it was a big enough deal for him to tell you about, it's not like he knows we're together."

"It's a big deal to me Emma. I'm your boyfriend, I should know these things," he says. He was just telling me to call him sir, and now he wants to be my boyfriend again? He's so confusing.

"Oh so now your my boyfriend," I scoff, and roll my eyes again. Before I know what's happening he takes me, and bends me over the couch. My breath hitches when I realize what's happening. His hand is on my lower back, keeping me gently bent over the couch. I could get out of it if I tried, but I assumed that would only make him more angry so I stay put.

"Would your teacher be doing this?" he asks cockily knowing what position I'm in. He's already warned me that he would spank me, but I wasn't sure he actually would until now.

"I would hope not," I say making a joke, but his hand comes down hard on my ass. "Ow!" I gasp.

"This isn't a joke Emma,"

"So I'm learning," I say, and his hand comes down again. Ok, he's not in the mood for sarcasm. Got it.

"Stop the smart mouthing. Now." He demands. My ass is tingling, but I don't move.

"Yes sir," I answer.

"Are you going to tell me why you decided to skip class?" he asks me. I don't really want to, but I don't feel like I have much of a choice right now, I mean look at me. He spanks me again, and I answer.

"It was just fun, it was a girls day thing, it's a Friday," I tell him, omitting anything to do with Neal and his return. We haven't even talked about Neal before, bringing him up brings up a whole part of my life I just want to let die. Killian sighs, and helps me back up. I take a deep breath.