CourageToTellTheTruth
663 Words
Montgomery Carter Adair is in my English class.
And I -
Saunter around the podium mindlessly, spewing random stuff like textbooks and others they would need for research in my class.
Thankfully, today is just the first day , so I just introduced my P.A Clare and dismissed them.
I feel his cold blue eyes on me, watchfully as if I am the criminal and he's the detective.
My phone dings with a text from Micheal to meet him for lunch and another from mom to return her dress and heels in one piece.
My shaky hands grab my staff , stuffing them in no particular order in my bag, my skin breaking out in cold sweat.
Oh my god , I slept with a student from TUA!
The son of an Adair nonetheless.
How old is he?
I turn , my eyes smashing with his intense cold one immediately. The force of it causes me to drop my bag.
The content spills.
“ Professor Thatcher, let me help you with that.”
“ It's okay .”
Clare bends to help me pick them up anyway while Art keeps looking on, completely ignoring the blonde bombshell desperately trying to get his attention.
He won't budge no matter how much she shoves her pushed up breasts in his face.
God what have I done, he looks so young..?
What have I done? Why did I not notice yesterday?
“ Thank you, Clare.”
Clare nods, standing and moving out of the large auditorium with everyone else.
I glance at my nude painted nails, frowning and wringing the skin around my digits…Confused.
What the hell am I doing? I need to move..!
My legs kick in while the place is still crowded and I have the chance to escape.
Art still stands in the same spot, his jaw clenching angrily.
I shut the door to the auditorium and move to my car without hesitation.
Once inside , I breathe and try to calm my racing heart.
My attempt to act cool last so long before I slump against the steering wheel.
I jerk back when the horn goes off.
“ Sorry.”
I apologise to the students walking around .
Okay, I need to calm down. I might have f****d up . Literally and f****d my bosses bosses son.
Well he f****d me , hard-
Concentrate Lily..!
..but hopefully Art is just as upset as I am to find out I am his professor and hates that it happened as much as I do.
Lair-
Regardless, we can move past this like it never happened.
No one will ever have to find out and I won’t have to lose my job and my sanity over it.
With this in mind, I drive to Micheal’s and I’s favourite cafe where I find him in our usual spot.
“ I took the liberty to order your favourite.”
He says as soon as I take my seat. A waitress comes over, placing the wings and the sauce before me and unloading the burger and fries before Micheal.
I rub at my temples .
“ How was the Auction ?”
My heart jump starts at the mention of the auction, my guard going up.
“ What?”
“The auction, how was it? You said it was your first time. Did you get to meet the Adairs? Frank says they have a son..”
I swallow and nod. My throat is getting worked up. Guilt and regret mixing in my bloodstream.
Micheal had been so adamant about the open relationship thing, I didn't think he was paying attention to anything else.
“ Babe, are you okay? You seem off..”
“ Fine, perfectly fine . “
I add a smile without looking him in the eye, the courage to tell him about yesterday vanishing into thin air.
I don't need to tell him. I just need to make sure nothing like this ever happens again..
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