Principal Evans’ head whips around at the sound of her heels on the floor to find Tully’s eyes boring into his as she walks towards him with intent and desire pouring out of her.
Rivers instinctively takes a step towards her and my hand shoots out, catching him before he has a chance to ruin her plan. Though, I have no idea what he thinks he’s going to do about it. He looks torn between bending her over Evans’ desk and throwing clothes at her.
I laugh to myself as I watch Principal Evans’ reaction to her. His eyes widen, his pupils dilate, he sucks in a breath, and to top it all off, he straightens himself up as though he could possibly have a chance with her.
Rivers growls low in his throat, making it damn clear how he feels about this.
I watch in shocked silence as she walks straight up to Principal Evans. She gives him her man-eating smile as her fingers brush across his chest. “Uhhhh,” Evans swallows, clearly wanting her, but terrified of touching her. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Tully sighs. “I can’t do this anymore,” she all but cries. “I can’t stay away. I’ve tried, but I love you. We can’t be apart.”
His eyes widen in fear as Noah discreetly pulls out his phone. “What are you talking about?” Principal Evans gasps in horror.
“You and me,” she clarifies, sliding her hand up his suit jacket. “I’ve been waiting for so long, and I can’t do it anymore. I won’t.” With that, she grabs him around the neck and crushes her lips to his as she presses her body right up against his.
Jaw, meet floor.
What. The. Actual. Fuck? I mean, he’s totally a silver fox, but wowza. I never expected her to go this far. I was thinking maybe a rumor of a brawl to distract him or maybe a call to say his car was stolen. Anything but this.
Principal Evans’ hands shoot up and out, far away from her body in a show of not touching her, but not once does he push her away as she moans into him.
Rivers silently fumes beside me while Noah happily takes a picture.
All I can do is gawk.
Tully finally pulls away from him and sighs dreamily as she looks up into his shocked and horrified eyes. She makes a show of running her thumb across her bottom lip, wiping off what was left of him. “Wow,” she says, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Can’t wait to see what else you can do.”
With that, she winks and struts back towards the door with one hell of a sway to her hips. As she reaches the door, she looks back over her shoulder before bringing back her man-eating smile. “I won’t tell if you don’t,” she whispers into the shocked room. With one final wink, she throws herself out the door.
Principal Evans is left looking like he has no fucking idea what the hell just went down, but as he looks back to us to find a fuming Rivers and a pissed off Noah with his arms crossed over his chest and the phone in his hand, it’s clear where this is going.
Noah turns the phone around, showcasing the picture of the two locking lips and with a sigh, Principal Evans dismisses us. “Not a word about this and we’ll call it even.”
Noah shakes his head. “You have some serious fucked up priorities,” he tells him, referring to how he didn’t push her away before placing a hand at my lower back and leading me out the door that Tully had just walked through.
Rivers saunters behind us and I don’t miss the way Noah looks back with his eyes narrowed on Rivers, silently begging him to move on and to not go back there and beat the living shit out of our principal. After all, he should have shut it down from the start, instead, he let her kiss him and not once pulled away.
As Noah said, he has ‘fucked up priorities.’
We break out through the door to find Tully leaning up against the brick wall, silently waiting for us. “You fuckers owe me,” she says, falling in with us as we escape our doom.
“No way,” Noah insists. “I jumped off a fucking roof. My man titties are still hurting from that shit. You owed me.”
She shakes her head and groans before holding her hand out to Noah. “Phone.”
He silently hands it over and I watch as she puts in his pin and searches through his phone until she finds the picture he just took. She deletes it within the blink of an eye before handing it back and storming off.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Rivers calls after her.
“Home,” Tully throws over her shoulder. “I need to wash out the taste of his stale cigarettes from my mouth and then I’m getting drunk. So, unless you plan on coming with me and screwing me until I can’t remember my own name, then I suggest you leave me the hell alone.”