Page 17 of Shiver
Rakesh Aahnu
Or maybe text me in an hour, so I have a reason to leave this obligation early.
A smile curls my lips as the dark disappointment suddenly flutters into pleasure.
Me
I can do that.
Rakesh Aahnu
Then you can show up, in the midst of a freak-out about a midterm that you’re going to fail, effectively dragging me away.
Me
You want me to play damsel in distress?
Rakesh Aahnu
I do. What are my options for little dresses that’ll show off your goods?
I chuckle. Beside me, Temca huffs.
“You said today is about me,” she says.
“It is. I’m right here.”
“Talking to someone else. Can’t you leave your hockey friends alone for ten minutes?” There’s jealousy loud in her voice.
“I’m not talking to them.” I flash her a wide smile, but her pouty lip doesn’t go away. “My tutor and I are solidifying plans. Do you need me to remind you that I’m on scholarship and passing isn’t an option?”
Temca rolls her eyes. “No.” Her eyes narrow. “I’ve seen your tutor around. He’s a TA for a class one of my friends is taking.”
I glance at her and nod. “He TAs for two classes, I think.”
“He’s…” I don’t hear the rest of what she says as I turn my attention back to my phone.
Me
How about a maid outfit?
Rakesh Aahnu
I’m not sure that’s going to pull off the escape we have worked out. Maybe you broke a vase or something.
Me
Or drove Daddy’s car into the living room?
Rakesh Aahnu
Oh, hell yeah. That’s definitely an emergency. Make sure you have a laceration over your eye with blood dripping down. I need to sell this.
“Egon,” Temca whines. I have to bite my tongue to not get frustrated with her. It’s just a damn movie. But I tear my eyes from the phone and look into hers. She’s angry, but she’s trying to hide that and play up hurt. I wonder if she knows she’s a shitty actress.
“Sorry, babe,” I say, clicking off my phone and setting it down. My stomach flips uncomfortably as I cup her cheek and bring her mouth to mine. I kiss her, but it’s not at all appealing. So I end up pulling away far before I should. “I’m just stressed. But I took the day off for you. All day. For you.”
She smiles again. “You did,” she says, and her smile turns coy. “Maybe I can show you that it was worth it.” Her hand slides down my chest and I beg my dick to wake up. Why is it all the sudden broken? It was basically hard again when I ran out of Rake’s room an hour ago.
