Page 64 of Forbidden Obsession

Standing at a vending machine dressed in Brioni, Dominic reached inside the machine’s mouth, his muscular back flexing through the shirt. He removed a bottle of water, twisted the top, and drank, and I watched as a droplet landed on his bottom lip when he pulled the bottle from his mouth.

His head turned, his gaze locking with mine. He winked and strolled away, and every nerve in my body danced wildly.

I’d been fucked by Dominic’s dark side, and now I felt different—risky. That was the only way to explain it.

“Ahem!”

I blinked back at Sofia, who was staring at me, waiting for my explanation. Emma, however, was already watching the direction of my attention.

Squinting, she turned back to me. “Are you fucking our professor?”

Gasps shot from Alice and Sofia, their mouths hanging wide.

If anyone could burst my secret open, it would be Emma.

“Ssssshush!” My eyes widened, and I scolded her. “Why would you say something like that so loudly?”

She glanced around and whispered. “Sorry. I’m just…well, you’ve been keeping something from us, and I’ve felt like I needed to become Nancy Drew to find out.”

“Or, or…” I whisper-shouted, “You all could mind your business!”

More gasps, and I rolled my eyes. “Why would you say that to us like we’re strange weirdos?”

I pursed my lips and smirked. I knew what came next.

“I thought we were sisters.” She laid a hand over her chest, and Sofia followed her lead like clockwork.

“The closest a sister can be without being blood-related,” Sofia added.

“Maybe we were wrong,” Emma said, her lips sagging like she was hurt.

“I can’t take either of you seriously right now.”

“And that’s what’s wrong,” Sofia added.

“Listen, I didn’t want to say anything until I was sure, okay?”

“Sure of what?” Alice said, finally adding to the conversation.

“That this guy might like me.”

“So there is a guy,” Sofia said.

“Of course, there’s a guy,” Emma answered.

Alice’s face brightened. “Who is he?”

“And most importantly,” Sofia stuck her violet-manicured nail out at me. “Did you have sex while you’ve been missing in action?”

I smirked. “What is with you and the sex question?”

She pouted. “I must live vicariously through someone because the vibrator is not cutting it.”

Laughter lifted from our table, and Emma shook her head. “Poor thing.” She rubbed Sofia’s back.

“Thanks,” Sofia sniffled. She looked back at me, “So?”

“Yes. I had sex.”

---