Page 8 of Stay Toxic

I couldn’t wait to see his reaction.

He loved senior pranks.

They were some of his favorite things.

Rupert loved his seniors.

He loved even more that they were going out and doing something with themselves.

That was why I’d first fallen in love with him—his love for his students.

When I’d first met Rupert, he was the lead history teacher—now I was since he’d taken the principal position. When the position of principal had come available, I’d encouraged him to take the job. And he’d thrived.

It’d been three years since he’d done it, and each year I loved watching him build a rapport with his students.

“Ohh.” Casey all but jumped. “Cal’s got the door.”

“It’s locked,” Cal whispered.

Someone passed up the key I’d given them this morning and Cal quietly unlocked the door.

Rupert always did lunch in his office while he went over the upcoming week’s events.

I’d tried to join him a few times, but he’d said that he needed that time to himself to figure out his next steps.

I’d given it to him, and respected his time, and usually caught lunch in the teacher’s lounge and watched an episode of a crime documentary.

The doorknob turned, and Cal shoved the key into his pocket.

Seconds later, he held up his hands and counted down.

Three.

Two.

One.

The door opened.

The band started playing “We Will Rock You.”

Rupert startled from his standing position in front of his desk and turned.

The first thing I saw was a pair of spread legs on the desk in front of him, with a very up close and personal view of a vagina.

The next I saw was Rupert’s cock.

The band’s notes died.

The woman on the desk sat forward.

And my heart sank.

Jolessa, my best friend, squeaked and covered herself with the only thing she could find—a photo of me and Rupert that we’d taken at the beach this summer.

The trumpet made a comical downward musical note, and then everyone stared in stunned silence, unsure what to do.

My stomach sank to the floor, and the diamond engagement ring on my finger felt like it was made of lead as it pulled my hand down to rest against my thigh.

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