Bad Professor {COMPLETED}

17

Chapter Seventeen: That's My Best Friend

Manhattan, New York
January 16th
Onika T. Maraj:

"My husband doesn't want me seeing you anymore."

Beyoncé went from half asleep with no intention of entertaining me to facing me, tuning in to listen to my fucked up feeling. I didn't know how to decipher everything.

Giovanni was looking more like a villain to me now. Even though I knew he was cheating too, he would rather stay in a marriage we both weren't happy with. He would rather blackmail me, potentially making me lose my job. That wasn't love to me. I'd never do him like that. No matter how angry I was with him.

I wasn't stupid so I'd been looking for the flash drive every chance I got. I had to slip it from up under him so he didn't have any evidence. Sure he could've had it copied, but I had to at least try.

"So why you laid up with me then?"

"I needed to see you."

It was our first time seeing each other since Giovanni confronted me. I felt like I had been going crazy. I had so much to tell her and I was sure she had a lot to tell me as well.

I wanted her to tell me exactly what had transpired between her and my husband. I just hadn't gotten around to asking her yet. I wanted to bask in whatever feeling this was.

"You needed to? What's so urgent because we been laying up in this bed butt naked and you haven't even touched me. That's not even like you."

I sighed. "Stop paying attention to me."

"That's hard to do. You're all that's on my mind all the time."

I straddled her lap. She always made shit sound so good when I was in a tight spot.

She grabbed my waist gently as I leaned down, kissing her face all over. I kissed all down her neck and jaw where her freckles were. I loved all of them. They made her so much more beautiful up close. I didn't want anybody else to get close enough to see what I saw.

"What you thinking about?" She ran her hands from my waist up my back, holding me.

I pulled away. "You, my husband, this whole situation."

"Talk to me."

"No you talk to me. What did Giovanni say to you?"

"He told me to keep my hands off you and I told him that even if I did, you wouldn't keep your hands off of me. I told him I'd leave you alone but I told myself I'd leave you alone until you came back to me. And I knew you'd come back."

Before I could say anything, she asked me. "You staying with him?"

"I have to."

"No you don't," She sat up, her hands still running up and down my back. My body began to tingle when she kissed me between my breasts and leaned my body back, lowering her kisses to my navel. She swirled her tongue around it, sending shocks right through me down to my pussy. "You don't gotta do nothing you don't wanna do."

"He told me he'd give the chancellor the tape if I didn't stay with him."

She raised her head from my navel, staring into my eyes. "You married the lamest nigga on earth."