Page 62 of Black Rainbow (Rainbows 1)
She sighed. “Levi, what are you doing?”
“I’m talking to you—”
“You're a straight-laced, respectable teacher, and a hot-shot lawyer. You can have any woman you want—”
“You’re right,” I told her. “In fact, no less than ten minutes ago, a pretty doctor was hitting on me.”
“Well aren’t you Mr. Lucky.” She was annoyed, I could hear it in her voice.
“But I turned her down, because I meant what I said. I’m not going to make it if I spend the semester, let alone the full academic year, trying to avoid you, or deny the fact I want to be with you. I tried, and it drove me crazy.”
She was silent.
“If I wasn’t your professor, and I had called you on the day after our week was over, and asked you out on a date, would you have gone out with me?”
“Yes,” she said whispered, “but it’s more complicated than that.”
“So what?”
More silence.
“So I can’t. I just can’t. I’m sorry.”
And just like that, she was gone.
If that was her answer, fine.
Getting up, I head back downstairs. My mother called me over in the corner of the room, but instead, I simply waved her away before heading towards the window.
“It seems like things just got a lot less complicated,” I whispered into Sharpay’s ear with my hand on her back.
She grinned, and I ignored the little voice in my head. The voice of reason. The voice of warning.
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Part of me wanted to call him back, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I came back to Boston and entered law school with one goal in mind, and sinc
e I met him, I found that I had allowed myself to be distracted, and I had lost sight of my goal.
No matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t put everything on the line for a guy I barely knew. I needed to get back on track, I needed to stop daydreaming and get back to reality. My family needed me, and that superseded all else. It also meant I was going to have to deal with Selene.
She should be trying to sneak back in any time now.
“Shit,” I heard her hiss, as she stubbed her toes against the table.
“Would you like some ice for that?” I asked her, turning on the light.
“Jesus Christ!” she jumped back, grabbing her chest in fright.
She was a mess, her skirt was on backwards, her make-up was streaked and ruined, and her hair was a complete mess.
“That grounding thing wasn’t serious, right?” she asked as she went into the kitchen, and grabbed herself a box of cereal.
“I un-enrolled you from school,” I told her.
“Seriously? Right on!” She jumped onto the couch in front of me.
I stared at her for a moment, then I took a deep breath before I reached for the ticket on the coffee table.
