Logan
Idon’t think I’ve ever spent a week more irritated and pissed off in my life. After Evelyn pulled that stunt with Sean and I at her place, I’ve basically spent the last seven days stewing in my own anger.
It was bad enough that she did it, but even after I left it wasn’t like I could just put it behind me. I still have to see them both almost every day in class.
Not only do I have to teach her and try not to let it show that I’m bothered, but I have to work alongside Sean at the same time. I can tell he’s not enjoying it either, so at least I’ve got that to hold onto.
It was hard at first, not talking to either of them, but soon enough I found a rhythm that allowed me to do my job while avoiding interaction with them as much as possible. It isn’t ideal, but I’m making it work. Besides, I need to get over it anyway.
It’s not like Evelyn was some special girl, right? She’s just a hot blonde that I was seeing, and those are a dime a dozen. So, I’m not going to let what she did bother me.
That’s what I told myself, anyway. But as the week goes on, I become more and more stressed out, and by the end of it I’m unable to focus properly on anything but my anger. I’m better than this, and I shouldn’t be so distracted by her, and yet here I am.
Just looking up from my desk and seeing her sitting in class makes my chest feel tight and my jaw clench. The worst part is that I can’t even tellwhyI’m angry. Am I pissed off because she lied? Or is it because deep down I miss talking to her and I’m bitterly missing her? I don’t even fucking know.
What I do know though, is that unless I get my head out of my ass and focus, my lesson plans are going to suffer. And that’s exactly what I plan to do today; focus on my lesson plans and making sure that the rest of the class is doing their best.
After what seems like a mostly successful class, people start to file out and I let out a sigh of relief, knowing that I’ve made it through another day. But then I see Evelyn approaching Sean and I, and my eyes narrow. What could she possibly want now?
I can’t help but drink her in though. She’s got a gorgeous sheer blouse and her tits are practically spilling out of it, making it impossible not to look. Not to mention the fact that she’s wearing pants so tight that I can see exactly how much change is in her pocket.
The not-so-subtle way she bends over to pick up her pen that she “dropped” is a nice touch, too. As hard as it is to do so, I tear my eyes away from her curves and look her in the eye, brow cocked.
“What are you-”
I stop talking when she simply presses herself to my front and stands on her tiptoes, her lips brushing softly against mine. I sigh and let it happen, realizing just how much I missed her touch as I kiss her back. But then, much to my dismay, she moves to the side and gives Sean a kiss as well.
He looks just as shocked and taken aback as I am and looks at her with the same confused expression that my face is currently wearing.
“Look,” she says with raised brows. “I miss you.Bothof you. This past week has sucked and don’t even try to tell me that you haven’t been bothered because I can tell you have. Your jaws have been clenched so tight that you’d think someone had welded them together.”
I roll my eyes and ignore her little quip, and cross my arms over my chest. How the hell am I supposed to respond to that? She misses both of us?
I look back at her and scoff, shaking my head.
“You miss both of us? What the fuck do you even want me to say to that, Evelyn?”
“Don’t be so dramatic. It’s not that big of a deal.”
“It is, actually. Look, I’m not going to sit here and play the chump. If you say that you miss me, then fine. But if you want to see me again, then you’ll need to choose. I’m not one for sharing. So make a choice.”
Sean shrugs his shoulders with a nod.
“As much as I hate to say it, I agree with Logan. Pick one of us, or neither.”
“My god, you two are such close-minded morons, do you know that?”
Sean and I exchange a glance and I look back at her, shaking my head. I’m not sure what she’s expecting to get out of this interaction, but so far all it’s doing for me is adding to my ever-growing mountain of stress for this week. Still, she gives us both a sweet smile, and continues on with her speech.
“Look, I’m not interested in having just one of you, I want you both. I was having a blast with both of you, and I know for a fact that you were both enjoying yourselves. So if you ever want to fuck me again, then you’ll both show up at my house tonight.”
Before I can even process what she’s said she gives us both a flirty wink and turns on her heel, and leaves the room. My head tilts to watch her ass sway as she does, and then I glance over at Sean. He looks about as lost as I am, and we share another glance before we both clear our throats and get our briefcases ready to go.
I can’t tell what Sean is thinking or if he even gave what she said a second thought, but he leaves in a hurry without a word, leaving me standing in the classroom alone. Not that I’d ask him, but still.
What the fuck am I supposed to do now? She can’t really expect me to be with her while Sean is also with her, can she? I would never be okay with that. Right?
The more I think about it though, the more I realize that not only do I want her, but I miss her. Plus, I can’t stand the thought of Sean being with her while I stand on the sidelines.
Fuck.
As I leave class and make my way off campus, I decide that I’m going to Evelyn’s later. One way or another I’m going to have her again.