Page 81 of Emily: Hello Kitten

“Is his dickhuge?” Danielle gushes.

“You said he’s kinky. What kind of kinky? Are we talking rough, leather, choking, pet play, something more intense?” Beth demands.

I laugh and shove at them. “I’m not telling!”

“Oh, you have to!” Danielle argues.

Beth steals my phone and starts scrolling through texts. I try to catch her, but Danielle sits on me. We laugh as they tease me, reading our messages and treating it like Adrian is just a guy. Once we stop laughing, we lie on the floor together.

“I’m glad you finally said something,” Beth admits. “I was starting to think you never would.”

“I’m so sorry. I hated lying. Even saying he was from Tinder felt wrong,” I admit. “I wanted to tell you both so badly, but I didn’t want him to get fired.”

“Wait, did he transfer because of you?” Danielle asks. “If so, you guys must be serious.”

“Of course they’re serious! They’ve been dating for four months. I bet he’s already dropped the ‘I love you’.” Beth giggles. “Did your head explode?”

“I called him ‘boyfriend’ to his face for the first time on break,” I say. “Like I said, wrapping my head around this has been a lot. I really like him, but I thought we’d have to keep this a secret until I graduated, and now I don’t know what to do with myself.”

“Well, do you see him as boyfriend material?” Danielle pushes.

I grab a pillow and squeeze it. “I mean, I do. When I’m with him, it’s like we’ve always been together, like there hasn’t ever been anyone else.”

“So, not just kinky sex?” Beth insists.

“We have a very healthy sex life, but that’s definitely not all we do. Vacation felt so easy. I was actually sure I was dreaming. I’ve never been that happy. It doesn’t feel safe. I mean, he’s met my family and seen how they can be. He never made plans for the weekends, always kept them free for me,” I list.

The girls keep watching me.

I groan. “I don’t know! I want to believe we can make everything work. I want to believe the worst is behind us and he’s not moving since he’s teaching online… I don’t know. I’m excited for the future. I feel like we need more time since I’m just now getting with the program.”

“Which clearly means less sex and more dating,” Beth says.

“No way! The same amount of sex and more dating. You’ll barely need four classes a semester next year! You could even graduate a semester early!” Danielle squeals. “I bet he proposes the second you graduate!”

The girls start planning out my whole future, and I wait for the anxiety, the fear, the pain to overwhelm me, but instead, I end up smiling like an idiot. Having a future with Adrian, one where we don’t have to hide or sneak around… I can’t believe it makes me this happy to think about.

I feel like my cheeks are cramping from smiling until I give in and squeal with the girls. They only get louder when Adrian asks if I’ll skip the party put on by all the frats to spend the night with him.

“Go!” Beth orders.

“Don’t be stupid!” Danielle giggles. “And look sexy!”

Which is how I end up standing in front of Adrian’s front door in a sexy white dress. He opens the door when I knock, takes one look at me, and pulls me into his arms, kicking the door shut. “Is this my girlfriend?”

“Your girlfriend, your Kitten, everything but your student,” I answer before kissing him hungrily.

Epilogue

2 years later

“Kitten!” Adrian yells.

I roll my eyes, finish texting Beth wishing her luck in grad school, then lean back in my chair. “What, Professor?”

Adrian walks into our shared office at his house. He grabs the back of my hair, pulls me back, and kisses me. It’s the way he greets me every day since he proposed, every day since I said yes.

I moan against his mouth and try to get up so I can jump into his arms. I want him, need him, crave him constantly. I hate that he started working at the university in person again. Granted, they offered him more money and he missed being in the classroom, but it makes events at the university awkward.

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