Page 18 of Teach Me Daddy

“Is my little one jealous?” he teases.

I lift my nose in the air and raise my eyebrows. “Nope, not me. I’m not the jealous type.”

“Liar.” He tickles my ribs and pulls my body on top of his. I love it when we lie like this. “Forget about Chrissy. Let’s not let her ruin our evening.”

“Fine, you win,” I huff.

“Good girl. Now, give Daddy a kiss and let me fuck you to sleep.”

I smile before doing what he says.

But I can’t forget Chrissy’s smug expression or the uncomfortable feeling stirring in my stomach. And it isn’t until the following Monday that I find out just how wrong we were…

When I arrivefor Blake’s class, I take it as a good sign that Chrissy isn’t here. Though I’m also surprised she doesn’t show, considering we have a test at the end of the week and it’s supposed to count for twenty percent of our grade. But I put her out of my mind and do my best to focus on the lesson, because even though I may be sleeping with my professor, he’s still my Daddy and doesn’t cut me an ounce of slack.

We’re walking to his office under the guise of me needing some help with the coursework when I ask, “Did you notice who wasn’t in class today?”

“Is this a test? Asking if I noticed another woman?”

I roll my eyes. “You know what I mean.”

“Okay, yes. I noticed she wasn’t there. But she could have decided to skip my class for any reason. She’s not the only one.”

“That’s true,” I mutter.

“I happen to know she comes from a wealthy family. Maybe she thinks she can cut and buy her way out of a failing grade.But I promise you that won’t work with me. I’m not that kind of professor.”

We reach his office, and Blake opens the door for me to step through first.

“I know it won’t work. You won’t even give me a break and I’m the one sleeping with you.”

He pushes me inside and I’m sure I’ll get a spanking for that. But my steps come to a screeching halt when I see Chrissy sitting behind his desk with that ever-present smirk she always seems to have.

“What the hell are you doing in here?” Blake questions as he freezes in place beside me.

She props her feet on his desk, crossing her legs at the ankle. “You might wanna shut the door. We need to talk.” She’s completely relaxed as she reclines in Blake’s chair, and I have a sickening feeling I know what’s about to happen.

“This office was locked. How’d you get in here?” Blake demands.

“Oh, I have my ways.” Chrissy smiles again and it’s all teeth, like a sneaky predator. “You flirt with the right maintenance man, and he’ll do just about anything you want. You see,somepeople have good taste in women.” Her eyes flick to me before returning to Blake.

I knew I was right. She knows about us.

He ushers me farther into the room before closing the door. “What do you want, Chrissy?” Blake’s tone is cold as ice, but he somehow keeps his posture relaxed. Something I can’t seem to do as every muscle in my body is pulled tight like a string.

She picks at her nails, appearing unbothered. “Well,Ishould have been the one you fucked in your office, but you blew that chance.” Her pink stilettos shine beneath the fluorescent lights. “That’s what you two are up to when you come here after class, right?”

She’s looking at me, but Blake’s the one who responds. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Chrissy. My office hours are open to everyone. And you know that. If you want help with class, then I’d be happy to help you just like I do for Madison.”

Chrissy laughs but it’s anything but a joyful sound. “Oh, I won’t be needing any help with calculus, Professor Alexander, because you’re going to give me an A. And all my friends too.” My gasp is audible, but Blake just stares at her with contempt. “You see, Iknowthat you two are fucking. I saw you kissing in the library, and I’ve been watching you both for over a week.” She looks right at me now. “Your moans sound fake, by the way. You should work on your acting skills.”

“Shut your mouth, bitch.” I lunge for her, but Blake sticks out an arm to hold me back. Guess the tables have turned from a week ago in the library. “So, you’ve decided to blackmail us? Is that it?” I ask, disgusted.

She chuckles and drops her feet to the tiled floor. “Of course, silly.” She stands, swinging her hips as she walks around the desk and stops in front of Blake. She tilts her head to the side and pouts in a way that’s probably meant to be cute but comes off as childish. “You wouldn’t want to get fired, now would you? I know how much professors make. It’d be a shame to lose a steady paycheck with no future prospects.” Her gaze shifts to me, and I see how malicious she really is behind those calculating eyes. “And we all know who your father is. Mayor Cavanaugh can’t afford a scandal right now, can he? He’d be ruined, and you can forget him becoming governor.”

Politicians have overcome far greater scandals than this, but I’m not willing to take the chance. Hell, you can be convicted of a felony and still run for president, so there’s that. But I won’t risk the career that Blake loves. Teaching is his passion and I won’t take that away from him.

“I’ll give you two a couple of days to decide what you want to do. But don’t keep me waiting too long. I’ll just be over here racking up more evidence.” And with that, Chrissy strolls out of the office without a care in the world. I feel sick to my stomach as I watch her go.

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