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Mr. Monroe, or rather August to me, because he and my brother are close friends, goes over what he expects from us for our final essay, but I’m not really listening. I’m more focused on my friend, Luna, who I could guess isn’t paying attention to what he’s saying either. A smirk curves up my lips when a lustful look crosses her face, and I can just imagine what’s going through her head as she watches our teacher. The girl is head over heels for the man. I can’t say I blame her though. He’s hella hot. Luckily for her, August has it just as bad for his student.
It’s been a couple of weeks since I walked in on him going to town on Luna as she sat spread out on his desk. It was that incident that started our friendship. August knew I wouldn’t tell anyone what I witnessed. He knew because of what he walked in on one day a couple of months ago. Being a good friend of my step-brother’s, August came to the house one afternoon while I was there alone. He was there to pick something up for Bryan. I had just gotten done putting away some of Spencer’s clothes when I decided to have a little naughty fun on his bed. No one would know, right?
Wrong. So very wrong.
There I was. In only my panties and bra with my hand between my legs, my thoughts filled with Spencer and what I’d like him to do to me. A noise at the door had me jerking my hand away and sitting up in bed, my face already red because I knew I had just gotten caught. Instead of Spencer standing there though, it was August. The moment our eyes met, he half turned away.
He shoved his hands into his pockets and looked down at his feet, one side of his mouth curving into a grin. “Does Spencer know you get yourself off in his bed?”
I quickly got up and took the blanket with me, wrapping it around my shoulders.
“No,” I said shakily. “Are you going to tell him? Or Bryan?”
He lifted his head and swiveled it toward me. He waited a beat before he spoke.
“No. It’s not my business to tell. But word of advice.” He tilted his head with his lips twitching. “I’d make sure the front door was locked next time. At least then, you might hear someone coming in.”
He didn’t say anything else. Just got what he came for and left. He’s never brought it up again.
I’ve gotten myself off in Spencer’s bed several more times since then, but I’ve heeded August’s advice and made sure the doors were locked. Although, I wouldn’t be opposed to Spencer catching me in the act. Maybe that would be enough to push him over the edge.
The bell rings and the room turns into chaos as everyone gets up and starts shoving their shit in their bags. Just like every day for the past couple of weeks, Luna lingers, letting the rest of the students leave the room. I walk out, giving her and August a few minutes of privacy.
When she finally comes out, her face is flush and she’s wearing a dreamy smile.
I snicker and shake my head. “You guys are ridiculous.”
We start walking toward the lunch room. “Maybe so, but you can’t tell me you wouldn’t be the same if it were you and Detective Erikson.”
I shrug because she’s right. I’d be downright giddy if Spencer and I were to ever get together.
“I bet you and August can’t wait for the school year to be over. All this sneaking around must suck.”
Luna and I sit at one of the tables in the corner. I pull out a banana, a yogurt cup, and a plastic spoon from my bag while she takes out a granola bar from her purse. She opens the wrapper and takes a bite before she speaks.
“Only a few more weeks and we won’t have to hide anymore.” She takes a swig of her water bottle and recaps it. “I hate that at any moment someone could find out and August could get fired.”
“The things we do for love, right?” I wiggle my brows as I scoop some strawberry yogurt in my mouth. “Or better yet, for older men with big dicks who know how to use them.”
Luna wrinkles her brow, then uses her granola bar to point it at me. “First, there’s no way you can know how big August is unless there’s something you aren’t telling me.”
She pauses with an eyebrow raised, like she’s actually waiting on me to answer. I shrug. “He was at Bryan’s house a couple of times using the pool while I was there. It wasn’t hard to see what he’s packing when his swim trunks were wet.”
She chomps another bite of her granola, satisfied with my answer. “And second, how can you know how big Detective Erikson is or how well he uses it?”
A sneaky smile creeps over my lips. “I may or may not have accidentally peeped in on him when he left his bedroom door cracked open one day. The man is definitely big. I refuse to believe he doesn’t know how to use it.”
"How are things between you and him anyway?" She doesn't give me a chance to answer before she adds, "And I'm going to stop calling him detective when I'm with you because it just sounds weird."
I laugh. "I don't know. It sounds hot to me." I pause a moment as I contemplate my next words. "But then again, I do believe Spencer likes it when I call him daddy."
Luna's face scrunched up and it makes me laugh.
"And here I thought calling him detective was weird." She shutters. "Daddy? Really?"
A giggle escapes me. "Yeah. I used to say it when he made me angry because I knew it pissed him off, but I've noticed a look in his eyes lately when I call him that. I swear, Luna, he looks like he wants to throw me against the nearest wall and have his way with me."