Page 50 of Surrender
“No, that’s exactly what you’re saying. You didn’t doubt us when I was eating your pussy, when you were bouncing on and sucking my dick as if your life depended on it. When I was fucking you damn near incoherent. So, we’re all good if we’re fucking, but anything serious, anything that means taking our relationship to the next step, you have doubts. Fuck out of here with that shit, Colbie,” Dallis was seething inside, and he was trying his best not to lose his temper more than he had with her. “That bullshit is supposed to be some shit I would do, considering you were the one so worried about this just being sex, about me just wanting a fling.”
Her eyes narrowed at him, and Dallis knew she was just as mad as he was. Hell, he would be mad if he were her too. Dallis had basically called her motives and character into question, and yes, he knew it was wrong, but it was warranted from the shit she’d just implied. Now, he wished he would have just come out and told her his parents already knew about them instead of asking her that damn question.
“You can leave, Dallis, because I don’t like what you’re implying,” she told him through clenched teeth as she stood up and looked down at him. It was short-lived as he stood, causing her to look up.
“Why? Did it strike a nerve?”
“Get out,” she told him. He didn’t budge, though he knew he should have just done as she asked.
Dallis watched as she flexed her fist; if she hit him at that moment, he’d have no problem with it. After all, he would deserve it.
“You need to leave; obviously, telling you that I wanted to be with you wasn’t enough. I even introduced you to Lawrence.”
“Actions speak far louder than words, and yes. You introduced me to someone you care about, who cares about you. I’m trying to do the same,” Dallis countered.
“I’m not risking my job for you!” she snapped.
“I’m not asking you to!” Dallis found himself snapping back. “I’m talking after graduation, and you’re telling me you wouldn’t want to tell my parents then, which means you wouldn’t want to tell anybody, Colbie. Do you not see what’s wrong with that?”
“Why are you so insecure about us keeping our relationship between the two of us? That’s childish, Dallis.”
“Insecure? Childish? Seriously? I’m the childish one? I’m not the one that needs to be wearing that title right now. I admit the shit I said a few minutes ago was fucked up, and I’ll apologize for them when I’m not pissed and will mean it, but that isn’t going to be now. The worst part is that you didn’t even stop to think how being your secret indefinitely would make me feel.” Dallis ran his hand down his face before turning and heading towards the door.
“Dallis.”
“You wanted me to leave; I’m leaving,” he told her without a backward glance.
Walking out of the front door, he closed it before making his way into his car and backing out of her driveway. That had not gone as he’d planned, and even though he knew the conversation about his parents, knowing about them wasn’t going to go well. That had been far worse.
Deciding he needed to let off some steam, he dialed Arsyn and told him he would be over in a few minutes. No better way than to punch his frustration out on a punching bag.
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Colbie watched as Dallis closed the door behind him. One part of her said to go after him. However, another part, the stubborn part, refused to allow her feet to move. Giving in to the latter, she sighed and sank onto the couch.
Bringing her hands up, she began to rub her temple, wondering how things had gone from perfectly fine to a shit show in roughly five minutes.
Colbie knew it was something she didn’t have to wonder about. It was the thought of meeting his parents. The idea of them seeing her, at twenty-five, dating their nineteen-year-old son. Not to mention what everyone else was going to think. People would assume they had been dating before he was legal, while she was his teacher, and they wouldn’t be wrong regarding the latter.
That’s your problem. You’re worrying too much about what other people are going to say and not about being happy. Who gives a fuck if you’re older than he is? Society hardly bats an eye when it’s a man older than a woman. So, fuck them and their double standards.
On top of that, you didn’t start at the school until this year, and he’s nineteen. Those who think differently can get anally fucked with no lube, though you have a point about people thinking you were dating while you were his teacher because you are, but fuck them too. As far as his parents, I’m sure they’re like most and want their child to be happy.GiGi decided to chime in, and Colbie knew the words were, in part, what Lawrence had told her when she first talked to him about it.
Colbie let out an irritated groan. Not at her subconscious but herself. Yes, she had every right to worry about her job, but aside from the little stunt he pulled in her classroom when she’d given him detention, he hadn’t done anything to jeopardize her career.
The first time they had gone on a date, he went out of his way to take her over an hour out of town, and the second time over two hours so they wouldn’t run into anyone. Dallis had also spent every other weekend they had spent together aside from that with her in her house. She knew that no teenager wanted to sit in a house all day on the weekend, whether it was their own or not. Yet, he had. Just so she was comfortable and they could hang out freely together.
Colbie also knew he hadn’t been asking for much when he said he would keep them a secret until graduation. She knew his goal was to do it until he was no longer her student, but she also knew that he would likely be going to college after that, and she didn’t know how their relationship would progress from there.
She hadn’t lied when she told him she enjoyed being with him. That he was the only man she wanted because it was the truth, she just wasn’t ready for the world to know, and it was admittedly selfish of her.
It wasn’t as if he was asking her to tell everyone right now. Just his parents. He wanted to acknowledge their relationship to them, and she couldn’t even give him that.
Colbie was inclined to hope that GiGi was right and that his parents would want him to be happy. However, looking at it from her standpoint, and if it were her parents, she knew her mother would not take the news well. She wasn’t sure about her father because he had always wanted what made his children happy, but it may have been a hard pill for him to swallow.
She leaned her head back on the couch. Why hadn’t she stopped him from leaving or articulated how she felt a bit differently? As she allowed it to play over in her head, she saw where he could have gotten his accusations.
His mother wanting to meet her sent her for a loop, and she hadn’t recovered from it when having that conversation with him. What she said had been vague, and it had sounded like she wanted to keep him a secret until they broke up or something along those lines. It wasn’t what she had meant. She just hadn’t known how to tell him how she felt.
