Page 28 of Teaching Cayden

“No, I do. I just don’t know many guys that can cook,” she mused as she thumbed through a book.

I turned and leaned against the counter, crossing my arms over my chest. “My mom taught me. She wanted me to be able to take care of myself when I moved out on my own.”

“Smart mom,” Addison murmured. “What else can you do?”

I started to advance on her, but she failed to notice as she continued to stare at her books. “I can do laundry, wash dishes,” I paused in front of her and leaned down, “make you scream all night in pleasure.” I couldn’t help but groan as she shivered under my stare.

“I have to finish this,” she whispered breathily.

“I know.” I leaned in and kissed her neck. “Maybe I could help you.”

“Really?” She groaned as I trailed kissed up behind ear and let my hand brush over her breast. “How much do you know about continuous dynamical systems and invariant sets?”

I froze, abandoning my ministrations, and stepped back, dragging my hand down my face. “You sure that’s English you’re speaking?”

“Yep.” She tossed the book toward me so I could see the page she was staring at. “Care to take a stab at solving that?”

“Holy fuck, Addison.” I scrubbed my hands over my head and face. “I thought you were kidding for a minute.”

“’Fraid not.” She sighed. “I can take a break to eat though.” Just as the words left her lips, the timer on the stove beeped. “And it sounds like its perfect timing.”

“That it is.” I nodded as I jogged into the kitchen to take our pizza out. After cutting two slices and plating them, I grabbed waters for us from the fridge and came back to sit beside her.

“It looks delicious.” She sighed just as her stomach growled.

“It’s late now. When were you planning to eat tonight?” I stuffed a bite in my mouth and moaned. It did taste really good.

“I wasn’t. I’ve been cramming for this all week. I’ve been living off granola bars and energy drinks,” she mumbled around her slice. The look of pleasure on her face about did me in, but I fought it off. I knew that we needed to eat. She needed to study, and I’d promised her a foot rub, and that was what I planned to do.

When we finished, I placed our dishes in the sink and took a seat beside her. “When do you have to know all that by?” I nodded at the book in her lap. It was lying haphazardly across her thighs, but she wasn’t reading it.

“Friday,” she murmured as I pressed my thumb into the arch of her foot. I’d pulled her legs into my lap when I sat down and had been rubbing them ever since. She wasn’t protesting or asking me to leave yet, so I just kept at it. “That feels like heaven, but you need to stop. I can’t fall asleep yet.”

“I’ll wake you when I leave. You need a break,” I coaxed as I grabbed the other foot. After working her feet over for a while, I moved on to her calves. She was quite a vision the way she was lying on the couch. Head thrown back, hair sprawled around her, and a look of complete relaxation on her face. I think she drifted off for a little bit, but as promised I woke her before I left.

When I stepped outside to head toward my car, my phone buzzed with an incoming text.

Josh: Need a favor, and remember you owe me from last time.

Cayden: What?

Josh: Grace won’t go out with me unless Serena comes too. Be my wingman this Saturday.

My stomach dropped as I stared at the words. Hanging out at the house was one thing, but how was I going to go out on a date with another woman? I almost turned around right then to go tell her, but Josh’s next words stopped me in my tracks.

Josh: Be my wingman or I might have to tell Pres how you’ve been making eyes and getting all friendly with his sis.

How the hell did he know anything about us, and how was I going to explain it? The fact that I’d already taken up most of her evening kept me walking to my car. Addison needed to study, and I wasn’t going to be the reason that she couldn’t. I had two days to figure this out.

Cayden: Fine. No movies, and I get to pick where.

If I was going to have to spend the evening with Serena and pretend to be on a date, then the least I could do was pick somewhere loud and crowded. I didn’t need an intimate date, that was out of the question.

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