I curl into him, warmth blooming in my chest."Then it's yours.My membership.My submission.Me."
He kisses my temple."Good.Because I don't want to share you.Not even a little."
I smile into his skin."I thought you might say that."
We don't speak after that.We don't have to.Our bodies say everything.And for the first time in days, I feel whole again.
Chapter 30
Skye
Aweekafterthatnightwith Gage at Club Red, I finally feel like I have my feet under me again.I've been going to class, turning in assignments, and even managing a few hours of sleep most nights.
Gage and I have tried our best to keep our distance on campus, barely making eye contact in class, but every stolen glance is enough to light a spark that keeps me going.We have had one more stolen moment in his office before promising to lie low until the end of the semester.Now we are so close, just two more weeks.
I'm thinking of sending Gage a dirty text, knowing he's in the middle of one of his other classes.
But then my phone rings.
It's my dad.
I almost don't answer, but something in my gut tells me to pick up.
"Skye, I need you to come over.Now."
His voice is clipped, and furious.My instinctive reaction is to hang up.He is not, nor will ever be my parent, but I've never heard him like this.
"What's going on?"I bite out.
"Just get here.This can't wait."
He hangs up before I can ask anything else.
My stomach churns as I grab my keys and head to his place.The whole drive over, my thoughts are a mess.Did something happen related to my mom?Is someone sick?
The moment I walk through the door, I know it's something else entirely.He's standing in the middle of the living room, pacing, with a printed photo in his hand.The tension in the room is suffocating.
"What's going on?"I ask, heart thudding.
He turns, face red and jaw clenched, and holds up the photo.I freeze.
It's a still from a security camera.Me and Gage at school.The last time we slipped into his office.When he greeted me at the door, and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his office.This photo shows him kissing my neck and wrapping his arms around me.We got reckless.
My blood runs cold.
"A friend of mine from the university saw this.He recognized you.Then he recognized him."
"I can explain," I say, but he's already charging forward.
"Explain what?That you're sleeping with your professor?That you're risking everything you've worked for?"
"It didn't happen like that.We met before school started.We didn't know…"
He cuts me off, waving the photo in the air."Didn't know?And once you found out?What then?You just kept going like it didn't matter?"
"We tried to stop.We really did.But we kept running into each other.We couldn't stay away."
His eyes narrow, suspicion sharp."So what?Is this about grades?A shortcut?Did he force you?"