When I texted Sky last night, I didn't have to wait for her to come for me; they were already waiting for me outside the club, although I’d told her not to worry.
But she had been terrified that I’d decided to go to a place like that. Zac was the one who gave me a real invitation so I could make a fake one. His father used to visit that club regularly. Then he met Sky's mother Crystal and fell so hard in love that he practically turned into another person—at least that's what Zac told me.
Sky Wilson was a new girl in our school, and before I met her, I didn't really have any friends. Nobody likes me because I'm smart, and the smart ones are never popular.
Sky transferred here about six months ago when her mom married Zac's father, the famous beauty industry mogul Jack Harden. According to LA's multiple magazines, he was the bachelor of the year, and I had a couple of dreams starring him when I fantasized about my first time.
Of course I didn't tell anyone about it, especially not Sky, although I trust her more than anyone else. I just didn't want her to spill everything to Zac because it's creepy if he finds out that I had sexual fantasies about his dad.
When I imagined my first time, I always imagined it with someone like Jack Harden: rich, handsome, powerful, old enough to know what women want. I never dreamed about having sex with one of my classmates, even after I started dating Liam. And maybe it was the main reason I delayed having sex with him.
I don't know why I wanted my first time to be with someone older. I don't have any 'daddy' issues. My father is fifty years old, he has a cute tummy, and when my mom kisses him, I still feel a little nauseous, just like when I was younger.
My dad loves me so much, and he always has. I am a long-awaited and only child in our family. My parents always gave me everything I needed and even more, spoiling me to the top, especially after realizing that I'm a computer geek who doesn't like clubbing and has never even tried pot. My mom was so proud when I won an international math competition that she started crying. And the next day they bought me a car, despite the fact that I was only fourteen and couldn't drive. But they hired a driver for me, and he taught me.
I have the best parents ever and the best life.
Then why was my biggest dream to go to a place like that and have sex with an older stranger?
My secret man is ten years younger than Zac's dad, Jack, and I think it's the perfect age; it's precisely what I need. I felt an attraction to him from the very first second. It's not only about how sexy he looks, his height, muscular chest, broad shoulders, and dark eyes. It's more about his gaze: powerful, demanding, slightly menacing. He acts like he owns the whole world, and it makes me want to obey his every order.
But that will never happen because we'll never see each other again. I ignored his driver and snuck out through the hotel lobby. He will never find out who I am. There's no evidence I ever was there, and he did it himself: the guests' privacy is the priority.
And I'm not sure that I will ever find the courage to go into the club again, no matter how much I want to see him.
When I see how Zac gently takes Sky by the hand while driving, my stomach twists with jealousy. I wonder if I’ll ever have a relationship like they do: strong, incredible passion mixed with tender, gentle love.
These two hated each other for months, and then one night changed everything. They became lovers who can't spend even a day without each other, and it would absolutely make me hate them if I didn't like them so much. They're cute, and I hope to have a strong love like that in my life someday.
"What's your first class?" Zac asks, brushing his fingers over Sky's arm.
"Business, yours?" she asks right away.
"Math," he says at ease.
"Oh, I hate math." She wrinkles her nose in disgust.
"I know you do, babe." He smiles.
"I love math," I exclaim enthusiastically, and they both start laughing.
"We know you do, Savi," Sky says as her smile turns a little sad. "But we have a new teacher for business today, since Mr. Vanderbilt died."
Mr. Vanderbilt was the head of the school and the best teacher anyone could imagine. He was one of the most influential Silicon Valley angel investors before moving to LA and opening the Elite Academy. He loved to teach, and his classes were the most interesting ones. He taught about business based on his own experience. I really miss him; his unexpected death was a nightmare for all of us.
"How did they find a new teacher when there’s only a couple of weeks before graduation?" I ask.
"We have five weeks left," she clarifies, "and he's not exactly a teacher. It's Mr. Vanderbilt's son, Daniel. He's an entrepreneur, so I think you'll like his classes too."
"His son is taking over the class?" I ask, raising my voice in surprise.
No, I don't think I'll like him, a rich, spoiled guy who inherited all he has is not a person who can say a lot about business.
I can't believe I'm being this judgmental; I haven't even seen him yet. That's probably because I know that no one will be able to replace my favorite teacher. And I'm still hurt at how last night ended.
"Don't worry, you'll like him. He's very handsome." Sky winks at me, but then she notices Zac's disgruntled look and adds, "according to what I've heard."
I laugh at how cute these two are.