Mr. Gray seems to become less interesting but more attractive each day. I overheard some girls near me chatting about it while Alex was sorting through papers as usual.
One girl commented on Mr. Gray’s tattoos, which caught my attention. I asked her how she knew, and after she explained that she had seen them when he took off his jacket during detention, I nodded, surprised.
Mary then asked what it would be like to be with Mr. Gray in bed, and I agreed it would probably be incredible. Lucy mentioned she could find out for herself, and we all started talking about his looks, which made my heart race.
I mentioned hearing he had a girlfriend, and Lucy laughed it off, mentioning her own experience with Mr. Winston that she claimed was amazing, yet a bit too sentimental at the end.
Honey, if I fucked Mr. Winston, I can easily fuck Mr. Gray she simply says and I open my eyes wide.
Did you fuck Mr. Winston?- I ask and she licks her lips and nods- and how was it?- I ask and she sighs.
Then I blurted out that I’d like to fuck Mr. Gray, which made everyone in the room quiet down. I shrugged it off, wanting to impress Alex with my work. I was interrupted by Alex calling for me to his office, causing a commotion among the girls.
Are you crazy? How dare you shout that? – Emily exclaims and I laugh carefree.
“Whatever,” I simply say and she frowns.
Aren’t you worried?- she asks me and I shake my head- hey, are you feeling okay?
Better than ever- I say and she frowns.
Are we going to a party tomorrow?
Sure, why not?- I answer smiling and she opens her eyes wide.
What’s up with you today?- she asks me and I smile.
I’ll tell you later, I have to go with Mr. Gray, pray that he fucks me.- I say and kiss her cheek, she opens her eyes wide and I walk to the teachers’ lounge.
When I got there, Alex was leaning on the secretary’s desk, laughing with her, then I roll my eyes and look at him with my eyebrow raised and he smiles at me.
“So, why did you want to see me?” I ask him abruptly and he frowns.
Let’s go to my office – he says kindly.
You know what? I can’t, I have other things to do- I pout and cross my arms.
“Miss Moore, if you don’t want further consequences, I ask that you speak to me respectfully,” Alexander said, his eyes narrowing.
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”
“Please, go to my office,” Alexander continued, his tone firm.
I obliged, walking into his office and sitting down in one of the chairs.
Alexander locked the door and approached me, his movements deliberate.
“So, what do you want?” I asked abruptly.
Alexander’s brow furrowed. “Baby, what’s wrong?” he whispered, reaching for my hand but I jerked it away.
What’s wrong? “I saw you flirting with that woman in the office,” I accused, my voice firm.
Alexander chuckled. “Obviously not, baby.”
“Don’t deny it. I know what I saw,” I insisted.
Alexander sat beside me, his eyes locked on mine. “My love, look at me.”
I turned away, but he gently caressed my chin, drawing my gaze back.
“Baby, please,” he whispered.
I hesitated, then met his eyes.
“Shit, you’re beautiful,” he growled, his voice low and husky.
I rolled my eyes. “You’re the only girl I love,” he said, leaning in to kiss me.
I pulled back. “I don’t believe you. I saw you flirting with her.”
Alexander laughed, then silenced me with a passionate kiss.
“I love you, Nina,” he whispers between kisses, his hands caressing my thighs and cheek. His tongue dives deeper into my mouth, intensifying the passion.
“And you know something?” he asks, his breath hot against my skin.
I moan, lost in the sensation.
” I want to fuck you too,” he whispers, his lips trailing down my neck.
“Alex,” I sigh, my fingers tracing the contours of his back.
“Sleep at my home tonight,” he whispered.
I shook my head. “I can’t. Mom planned a dinner with my family today.”
Alexander’s eyebrows rose. “Your mom?”
I nodded, then straddled his lap, my legs wrapping around his thighs.
“She wasn’t there because she has to work and wants to make up for it,” I whispered.
Alexander nodded. “We’re going to celebrate that we’re together, right?”
I rolled my eyes. “If by party you mean movies and pizza at night, then yes.”
Alexander smiled. “What do you want us to do?”
I shook my head. “Sleep. These exams have me exhausted.”
Alexander chuckled, then I kissed him.
I began swaying my hips, and Alex moaned.
“Alex,” I whispered in his ear, and he growled.
“I love you, baby,” he whispered.
Just then, a knock at the door made me jump. lost my balance and tumbled out of the chair.
“Ow!” | cried, rubbing my sore backside.
Alex rushed to help me up, smoothing my hair.
“I’m so sorry, baby,” he said.
I smiled and smoothed his hair in return.
he sighed and headed for the door.
Please sit down, I nodded and sat back down.
he then opened the door, to reveal his assistant.
“Mr. Gray, Niall Horan is on the phone. He says it’s of utmost importance,” the secretary announces.
Alex thanks her quietly and closes the door before answering the phone.
“Hello? … Yes, Niall … Yes … Today, yes.” He rolls his eyes, and I stifle a smile.
“Hey, I’ve done everything. I’ve read, signed, and finalized it all. Don’t be like that,” he says with a hint of frustration.
“Whatever, I’lI be there for the meeting.
Before? Ugh, okay, I’ll be there.” He hangs up, visibly irritated.
I lick my lips, and our eyes meet. Alex caresses my hand, kissing it gently.
“Are you coming with me?” he asks, his eyes sparkling.
I stammer, “W-why don’t I see you at your house instead?”
Alex kisses my hand again, his smile persuasive. “Come on, After I’m done with my meeting, from there, we’ll go wherever you want, do whatever you desire.”
I hesitate, then sigh, “Okay.”
Alex stands up, searching his pockets. His eyes lock onto mine, filled with promise.
“Go start the car, put on some music. l’Il be there in ten,” Alex says, his eyes locked on mine.
I nod, taking the keys. As I stand, Alex envelops me in a warm hug.
“See you there,” I say, pulling away.
As I walk to Alex’s car, I spot Lucy Smith heading in the opposite direction, toward the teachers’ lounge. Her wave ignites a spark of jealousy.
My mind races: Did Lucy have a thing with Alex or Mr. Winston? Is she involved with another teacher?
I shake off the thoughts and get into Alex’s sleek car. Starting the engine, I select a soothing playlist.
Time crawls as I wait for Alex. Anxiety grips me, fueled by visions of Alex with Lucy.
I don’t want Alex to be with anyone else.
“Hey, can’t deny it, we’re nothing,” I think, but my heart disputes that notion.
The door opens, and Alex got in the car, flashing a warm smile.
“I’m sorry, love,” he says, settling into the driver’s seat. “A student needed advice during my free time.”
“Lucy Smith?” I ask, my tone casual despite the simmering jealousy.
Alex nods, buckling his seatbelt. “Yeah, she came in.’
I saw her enter the teachers’ lounge earlier.
“Alex,” | murmur, my eyes locked on his as he turns to me, inquiring.
“These windows are tinted, right?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
Alex nods, his expression curious. “Yes, why?”
“You can’t see anything from outside, right?” I press, seeking reassurance.
Alex’s frown deepens. “No, baby, why are you asking?”