Page 36 of Tantalizing Kings

“You think I’m sexy?” is all my stupid brain could come up with in response to him giving me an out.

He lets out a deep chuckle. “Pretty Girl, I think you're fucking stunning.” He reaches up with his free hand, running his fingers though the ends of my hair. “You're like a breath of fresh air. A natural beauty. I’m all for girls wearing makeup and shit—whatever makes them feel good about themselves, that's all that matters—but you... you don’t wear any. You don’t need it. You're perfect just the way you are. Although...” he pauses, leaning forward enough to brush his lips against mine. “Maybe when you're with me, wear some mascara. I’d love to watch it run down your rosy cheeks as your eyes water from choking on my cock.”

My eyes widen as I suck in a sharp breath. He steps back, a cocky smirk on his face, before turning and heading to the door. He opens it up and looks back. “Come on, Pretty Girl. You can run, but know this, I sure do love a good chase.” He winks before slipping inside the room.

“Holy fucking shit,” Emma laughs, popping out of nowhere.

“You scared the shit out of me!” I shriek, slapping her arm as she comes to stand next to me.

“I came to see if you were going to run after how nervous you were this morning. And girl, I heardeverything. You better not. That man, holy shit, he wasn’t even talking to me and my panties are wet. I will forever hate you if you skip out on the opportunity to fuck that man. I want to be you so bad right now.”

“You have a boyfriend,” I remind her.

“Yes, I do, and I’ll be letting him know that filthy mouths are now a turn on for me.” She wiggles her eyebrows with a grin.

“The way he talks...” I let out a breath, my hand moving to my belly, where it’s still in knots. “Should I be this turned on?”

“Yes.” She laughs. “If not, you're broken.”

“I want this. I do. I mean, it’s every girl’s dream come true, right?”

“I mean, at least in this school it is. But do this for you. Fuck Raymond and his shrimp dick. Go get ravished by real men. Then when you find your forever guy, the man who will love you hard and make you his queen, you will know what you like and won’t be afraid to ask him. Maybe even show him.” Her face grows serious. “Remember, Sadie, get that light back. Shine again. Give the biggest fuck you to whoever took that from you.”

“Thank you,” my voice cracks as I pull her in for a hug. “I’ll tell you someday.”

“I know you will.'' She hugs me back. I haven’t said anything to anyone because I don’t remember everything, but I know it happened. How do you tell someone something that's a jumbled mess of emotions and snapshots of a terrible night?

“Now, go in there and work for them one last time before they turn my best friend into a naughty little minx.”

“Okay.” I laugh, wiping the tears.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, I push the nerves down and open the big red and gold doors.

As soon as my eyes fall on him, I’m frozen again.What is Collin doing here?

“What are you doing here?”Looks like my mouth is just spewing the first thing my brain thinks up.

He turns his attention from Declan to me. When he sees who's speaking to him, his face lights up. “Well, hello to you too, Miss Evans.” I blush, embarrassed by my outburst.

“This asshole here is the Host Club’s teacher advisor. You will be seeing a lot more of him because I guess he wants to be a hands-on kind of person,” Preston explains while glaring at his brother before heading to the back of the room.

“Oh.” I take a few steps into the room.

“Best club in the whole school.” Collin chuckles. “I didn’t get the chance to be a part of it when I was in school.”

“How come?” I ask.

“I didn’t attend Kingston Academy for most of my high school years and University. So I missed out on the good stuff.” He winks. “But now, I work here and offered to help run the host club.” It’s bad enough to be around Preston, Grayson, and Declan without turning into a drooling fool—now I have to deal with this sexy, hot teacher too?

Then it hits me. If he’s in charge of this club, does he know about the deal I made with the guys?Fuck, I hope not. That would be so awkward.

“Doesn’t hurt that his mommy runs the school.” Grayson chuckles.

Wait, hold up, Mommy?But Carol runs this school.

No... it can’t be. Oh, fuck. Collin. Collin istheCollin.

“Carol Killian is your mom?” I ask in a whisper, staring at Collin like I’ve seen a ghost.

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