Page 35 of Get Even

I shook my head, “I have no idea. But what am I supposed to tell them? She’s claiming I fucking harassed her and that there was a physical altercation between us.” I shook my head in disbelief, Taylor was out of her mind. I couldn’t believe she hated me so much that she’d decided to formally complain about me to the school. “I mean, if anything,she’sthe one harassing me!” I blew out a long breath and reached for my bag, Ryan relaxed as I pulled something out. “What, did you think I was bailing?”

He shrugged lightly, “I would have just come with you.”

I snorted as I took a pre-rolled joint out of my box, “Well, grab your coffee then, I can’t smoke this in here.”

Ryan stood and followed me out the door, pausing only as I did in order to spark the joint. I slipped it into my mouth and inhaled as I lit it, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke as we continued on through the walkway between the trees that led back to campus.

“What are you going to do?” he asked and I didn’t know how to answer. WhatwasI going to do? I obviously couldn’t let Taylor fuck me over like this, but anything I did would only provide her with some of the currently non-existent evidence she needed for this complaint to go through. I couldn’t let that happen. I hadn’t put up with Professor Dick for three long years to let Taylor fuck things up for me now.

“I have to be careful about confronting her directly,” I said slowly as I dragged the weed, “otherwise she might use it against me at the meeting I have to attend. So I either have to get her to rescind the complaint before the meeting in two weeks or I have to prove that she’s full of shit.”

“How can I help?” Ryan said and we paused on the corner of the road, one way leading to his house and the other to my apartment.

“I think tit for tat is only fair, right?” I let the beginnings of a wicked smile curl my mouth and Ryan looked intrigued. “I think I need to come to your place.”

Something darkened in his eyes and I felt a tug in my core in response.No,I told myself sternly, we weren’t going there forthat.

But wouldn’t it be fun?A little voice whispered and I shook it off firmly.

“Then let’s go,” he said and his smile promised trouble.

The boys didn’t live too far from campus and we reached the house relatively quickly, finding it empty.

“I don’t know when they’ll be back,” Ry said as we stepped through the door. I didn’t bother removing my shoes, we needed to do this and get gone. “So whatever you want to do, we had better hurry.”

I liked that he was automatically including himself in this plan, even though I hadn’t told him what it entailed yet. My brain felt a little foggy and I stumbled on one of the steps leading to the bedrooms upstairs, Ryan steadying me with a firm hand to my waist.

“Thanks,” I said breathlessly and he grinned.

I led us past the rooms until I reached Aaron’s, finding it open and empty.

“Round two?” Ryan quipped and I rolled my eyes, I didn’t want to make a habit out of fucking in my ex-boyfriend’s room.

Aaron’s laptop was on his desk for once and I hurried over to it, typing in the password and breathing a sigh of relief that he hadn’t changed it.

“What exactly are you looking for?” Ryan asked as I found the photos app that would be backing up Aaron’s phone.

“Leverage,” I murmured, “there’s no way Taylor’s backing out if she’s already gone this far. But if I can convince her not to show up…”

“It might hurt her case.”

“Yeah,” I said as I scrolled back through photos that mostly consisted of shirtless snaps, football selfies and a couple of nudes I’d sent him a couple of months ago alongside the one of me, Brad and Cody. I swiftly deleted them and Ryan remained wisely silent. Aaron had a thing for photos. It was partially why I’d chosen to break the news to him in the way that I had –I wasn’t sure if it was a fetish or not, but he’d asked for nudes at least three times a week (not that I’d always provided). So if he had been asking me for nudes… I scrolled back a little further, searching. I doubted that what I’d seen between Taylor and Aaron had been a one-time thing, which meant– “Got it.”

Blonde hair piled high on her head and perky tits pressed up under her arm, Taylor’s face stared up at us from Aaron’s screen. I felt a little sick as I stared at the undeniable proof that they had been carrying on together for a while. Assholes. I sent the picture over to myself, deleting the message from his laptop afterwards, and then deleted the photos of me from his trash for good measure.

“What exactly are you going to do with that?” Ryan asked, looking a little more wary now.

“I’m going to show it to Taylor,” I said and relief passed over his face. I rolled my eyes, “What, you thought I was going to release it? I’m not that much of a dick. But Taylor doesn’t know that,” I said with a smirk and Ryan chuckled.

“Are you sure about this?”

“No,” I admitted, the weed making my lips a little looser than they might otherwise have been. “But I don’t know what else to do. Did you know they invite your department heads to these meetings? There’s no way Davis is going to speak on my behalf and that’s going to look bad enough in itself.”

Ryan drew me closer and I held my breath as my head rested against his chest. This was new but I liked it. A lot. “Just don’t let her bring you down to her level.”

I smiled up at him from beneath his chin, “Don’t worry. I’m just going to spook her.”

“Blackmail her, you mean.”

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