Page 62 of Their Naughty Student
“And you haven’t called.”
“Fuck.”I launched to my feet, unable to sit still.“What the fuck do you want me to do, Zeke?”
“What do you want to do?”
I cut my gaze to his.“I want to call her.I want to invite her back to the club or out to dinner.Fuck.It’s all I can think about, and I know you want to punch me right now.Sadly, I can’t blame you.I want to punch me, too.But don’t worry.I know what you wanted from me, and I did it.My obligation’s over.”
Pussy.
That last part damn near killed me as it came out.I didn’t want Zeke to agree, to thank me for my help, and send me on my way.I needed his fucking approval because I wanted to spend time with Jamie.
You don’t need it.Just another excuse in an endless line of them.
“Call her.”Zeke instantly shook his head.“Wait.No.I didn’t just say that.”
Nope.No way.He can’t take it back.
I stared at the man, my eyes wide as hope bloomed inside me.“Zeke.”
“No, I know.”He sat up, his eyes locked on the hard surface of his desk.“It’s not my place.Jamie’s told me that a million times.And she’s right.She’s an adult.She can make her own decisions.”
I tried to keep my jaw from hitting the floor, but it wasn’t easy.
Zeke laughed, but it sounded strangled, as though he couldn’t believe we were having this conversation.He wasn’t the only one.
“Zeke?I need you to open your mouth and tell me what’s on your mind,” I pleaded.
Zeke’s dark eyes lifted to mine.“You like her?”
“More than I should,” I admitted.“And not in a one-night kink-club-encounter sort of way, either.”
Zeke pushed to his feet, and I forced myself not to move.If he decided to punch me, then so be it.I would take it like a man.
“Fine,” he said, stepping around his desk.“Call her.Take her out.Wine her, dine her.Do whatever the fuck you feel you need to do.”He came right up to me, got in my face.“But you hurt her, Edge, and I will break every fucking bone in your body.Then, I’ll wait for you to get out of traction, and I’ll do it again.”
Damn.He really is ruthless.
Yeah, he was.
While I could envision Zeke doing exactly that, I managed to remain serious.After all, we were talking about Jamie here.“The last thing I want is to hurt her, Zeke.I swear to you.That’s the last thing I want.”
“Just promise me one thing,” he said on a sigh.
And here it came.Some sort of threat that he hoped would send me running for the hills.“What’s that?”
“That you’ll warn me when she’s coming to the club.Because … no.If you forget, and I show up to find my sister… I mean it.If I walk into Dichotomy and see her, I swear to God, I will kill you, then resuscitate you and do it again and again.”
Someone should really talk to him about all that aggression.
Okay, yeah.That one made me smile.“You’ve got my word.”
And as I was walking out of Zeke’s office, I wondered if it was wrong of me to leave out the part about Cav.
Nah.
Once Cav figured out what he wanted, he could have this little chat with Zeke himself.Because hell, the man deserved it.
Not to mention, you now have to figure out how to tell Zeke his sister’s about to join the submissive training class.
