Page 10 of Call Me Teach

A sense of urgency rushes through me, like I want to pull him away from her.

I blame it on the fact that Hayes is my bestfriend and since he isn’t here, it’s my responsibility toprotecthis little sister, but my dick argues with that point.

The way Hannah kisses Saint back sends a shiver down my spine. Saint has one hand wrapped around her lower back and the other falls to her leg. He brings it up and traps it around his back, giving him all the room to dry hump Hayes’s sister against my bedroom wall.

That’s enough.

I clear my throat and Hannah breaks the kiss.Good girl.

Her flushed face tilts past Saint’s shoulder and our eyes clash. I raise an eyebrow and the relief I see is enough to throw Saint out.

“Out.”

Saint doesn’t let go of Hannah and I pretend like it doesn’t bother me.

“Bro, what?” he says over his shoulder.

I chuckle and try to play off my irritation. “This is my room. Hannah Banana here brought you here just to piss me off.”

She makes a pouty noise. “Where else am I supposed to go? It’s not like I have my own room.”

“We can go back to my place.” Saint says, turning away from me.

My stomach dips with the thought of her going with him. Do I suddenly want Hayes’s sister? Why do I care?

“Um,” Hannah’s voice is soft and hesitant.

Before she can answer, the music in the living room cuts off and her brother’s voice cuts through the air.

“Everyone out.”

Hannah’s shoulders drop with relief.

“Sorry,” she says. “Big brother is home and there’s no way he’s letting me leave with you.”

Saint growls silently but eventually lets her leg fall. He pulls out his phone and tells her to put her number in there, all while I stand back half-amused at the exchange. The other half is not so amused.

“Later.” Saint flicks his chin to me and begins to walk out of the room with Hannah following closely behind.

I wait until she thinks she’s in the clear before wrapping my hand around her delicate wrist to pull her backwards into my room.

My dick jolts with her hot gasp, but I bypass that and smirk when she glares at me.

“You’re welcome.” I say.

Her perfect bow-shaped lips part. “Excuse me?”

Oh, we’re going to play coy?

I lean down, putting my face close to hers. “I said… you’re welcome.”

Her chin tilts. “For?”

“For saving you when your plan backfired.”

Seeing the truth flash across her face makes me grin.

“Don’t act like you were bringing Saint in here just so he’d fuck you when we both know you were only doing it to make me angry.”And it sort of worked.

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