Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“You think they’re together?” another girl asks, making a sour face.
“I don’t see any wedding rings, so it doesn't matter,” the blonde responds with a smirk. “I made sure I looked extra cute today. I’ll wait as long as it takes.”
Now it’s me that rolls my eyes. I relish the fact that I had Reese all to myself first thing this morning. It was me he demanded to be there when he returned home. That’s gotta mean something. Right?
Still there’s a huge part of me that can’t help but be annoyed as I turn and leave. I’ve made up my mind to go to work. If he has a problem with it, he can come and find me. I’m sure Mae and the security gate guard already told him I left the house. If he wants to talk to me, he knows where to look.
I kind of thought he might pop up after one of my classes. I kept an eye out for him, but never saw him once. I had this little fantasy of him tracking me down and pulling me into his office for a spanking because I’d gone against what he’d told me to do.
Even irritated, my body starts to respond to the thoughts as I make my escape. I wonder if he’s going to track me down. One thing is for sure: Reese always gets what he wants, and right now he wants me.
Chapter Fourteen
Reese
“Stop the car!” I yell at my driver, and the SUV comes to an abrupt halt outside Heaven’s Door.
I’m mad as fuck as I get out and slam the door shut. I should have tied her to the fucking bed when I left like I wanted to.
Professor Sparks had taken up entirely too long, and when I finally got her out of my office there was a line of students waiting to see me. Thankfully, only two of them were actually in my class and each of those students had real questions.
The other ones were only there to flirt, and it annoyed the shit out of me. It was a waste of my time and theirs, so I might have dismissed them in a not-so-gracious way. I didn’t give a fuck, because I couldn’t get a hold of Heidi. I’d tried to call her no less than a dozen times, but it kept going straight to voicemail. Either her phone died, or she turned it off to purposely ignore me.
When I called the house, Mae informed me that she’d left for class and hadn’t been home since. I checked in on her after her first two classes, arriving late for my own lecture. I made sure she didn’t see me, but I was desperate for just one peek at her.
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Then I got angry at how distracted she made me, but I couldn't stop myself. I’ve become obsessed like nothing else before, and I have to have her. I have to be near her. My actions may make me seem crazy, but at this point I’m already all in. What’s a little crazy on top of it?
At the front entrance of the club, the bouncer holds his arm out to stop me. There’s a line of people around the building, and I wonder who the fuck comes to a strip club on a Tuesday night. Then I see the sign ahead that says “Amateur Night” that states college IDs get half off drinks.
Double fuck.
“I can’t let you in,” the bouncer says, shaking his head.
“Look, I’m going inside, so right now it’s a matter of negotiating the price of admission. How much is it going to take to get in that door?”
He looks at me and then sighs as he looks over his shoulder and then around the entrance. “Fine, but tell them you snuck in the back.” He holds out his hand palm up, and I set a stack of cash in it.
“Don’t worry. I don’t plan on staying,” I say as I walk straight inside and toward the VIP area.
What if she’s on the stage? My hackles rise at every horny college kid in this room seeing all of her. I’m going to go insane if I don’t find her soon.
Nobody stops me as I go toward the back and then begin to scan the bar. When I spot her leaning against the back wall with an empty tray in her hands, I make a beeline for her. I feel like a bull in an arena and she’s wearing red. My muscles tense as I finally see what she’s got on, and I grind my teeth.
She’s standing there in hot pink fishnets and what looks like a white bikini top and a white skirt that’s no bigger than a Band-Aid. I can see the triangle of her hot pink panties peeking out from under her skirt, and I’m hard and mad all at the same time.