Page 35 of Mister Teacher

“Good morning, beautiful.”

“Good morning, handsome. What’re you cooking?”

“Bacon, pancakes, eggs, and I’ve got some fruit.”

“Sounds yummy. Do you need me to do anything?”

“Just sit your pretty self at the island and wait for me to serve you.”

Janae giggled as she did what I said. “I can definitely do that.”

“How’d you sleep?” I asked, pouring us both a glass of apple juice.

“Great. You?”

“Same.” I shot her a wink that had her blushing as she pulled her hair behind her ears. “What do you have planned for the day?”

“I’ll probably stop by my mom’s place and spend the afternoon with her before hanging out with the guys this evening if you have plans.”

“I don’t have anything planned but my mom did want me to come over, so I might go hang out with them.”

“Is it too soon to ask you to engage with my mother as my woman? I know we don’t have a title yet but you’re mine. And you’ve already met her but… not as mine. Just as Honey’s friend.”

“I don’t think it’s too soon. I was kind of wondering if you wanted to come to my parents’ place with me anyway, so that works out perfectly.”

“Cool, so I guess we’ll make a day of it. We can stop by my mom’s place then go see your parents.”

“Sounds good.”

My phone began to vibrate again, and I didn’t have to look to know it was Ahmad. When I did look and see that it was him, I sighed heavily as I picked it up.

“Excuse me,” I said, leaving the kitchen as I accepted the call. “Yeah?” I answered.

“We need to meet. ASAP.”

“I’m busy. Can we discuss whatever this is about over the phone?”

“No, this is something you’ll want to discuss face to face. It’s extremely imperative that I talk to you as soon as possible.”

I slid my hand down my face. “Fine, when can you meet?”

“Now. I’m outside.”

Disconnecting the call, I cursed under my breath. For Ahmad to be randomly showing up, something had to be seriously wrong. Seriously wrong with Piper. My days of being a henchman was something I had no intentions of telling Janae about. That part of my life was over, so I didn’t think there would ever be a need for her to know, and I wanted to keep it that way. I could only hope she didn’t judge me or look at me any differently.

“Are you okay?” she asked as I made it back into the kitchen, eyeing my entire frame with concern.

“Yeah. An old business associate of mine is outside. He needs to talk.”

“Oh. I can leave.”

“That’s not necessary. If you could just keep an eye on the food…”

“Of course.”

I went back into my room to throw on some shoes and a hoodie before heading outside. At the sight of Ahmad leaned against his car I couldn’t stop my jaw from clenching.

“Make this quick,” I demanded, crossing my arms as I closed the space between us.

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