Chapter Five

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After the incident in the car, we agreed to keep it very quiet- but to keep going. Nothing, hell, heaven or high water could keep me from him now.

We've been on the phone since my eyes opened, I left it on speaker while I showered. He was explaining something about how his parents were suppose to be back but planned another three week vacation in Italy instead. He sounded a little hurt by it. "I'll see you in class," I say grabbing my keys.

"Yes Kitten." He says I purr when he bites my neck.

Thanks to Bash I can actually drive my car, he had his mechanic work on it for me. I insisted on paying for it but he wouldn't hear it. My phone rings and I assume it's Bash calling to persuade me to meet him before class for... extra credit.

"I said no quickies today."

"Well, I never heard you say that- but I'll accept the terms." Eric says with a laugh.

"Oh- crap. Sorry. Hi! How are you?" I blurt out, embarrassed.

"I'm good, I was missing my only friend. Can see you tomorrow?"

I really do miss Eric, I mean I can pass up one day with Bash to see my best friend. He'll understand. "Sure, we'll grab a drink at Murphy's."

"Perfect."

I'm not late, but I'm not on time either. I walk in with the class, everyone seems to be chattering about something that happened at last week's party. "Alright everyone, great news. Pop quiz!"

I grab the papers from my desk and hand a stack to Bash, "Take care of this will you, Mr. Wilde." That's the only interaction we'll be having in class for today. Keep it simple.

On my way out he catches me at my car, "Hi beautiful." He grabs a handful of my ass and I feel my insides tingle. "Wear something comfortable tomorrow."

"Oh, right-" I notice some students exiting the school. "I'll call you about tomorrow." He cocks a perfect brow and retreats.

The minute I got in the house I dialed his phone. "Hey sexy kitty," he cooed into the phone. God this man drives me wild.

"About tomorrow, Eric called-"

"Who's Eric?" He asked quickly.

"I told you about Eric, my friend I was waiting for at the pub."

"Oh right," he says making a weird sound with his tongue. "So he'll be joining us?"

"No," I laugh. "I thought I could just see Eric, I haven't in weeks."

He clears his throat, "Can I see you before then, for an hour?"

I'm sure he's just looking for- well, it can't hurt. "I guess."

"Great, I'll pick you up at three."

"Well... what about tonight?" I try to ask in my seductive voice; I probably sound constipated.

"Kitty wants to play?" He chuckles. "I have to finish a paper for Mr. Keller, tomorrow though."

Sometimes I forget he has other classes besides mine. Sometimes I forget he's a student. Maybe I actually try to forget he's a student. Honestly, when I'm with him I forget my own name. It's not just the sex though, maybe I'm crazy- but we talk about everything. I took the alone time to grade some papers, watch Netflix and catch up on three weeks of laundry.

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The next day I took a little extra time getting ready, I don't use hairspray but I tried today and let me tell you. Do not open your eyes in the middle of spraying.

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