Private College (Student/Teacher MxM)

Chapter Ten

All's well that ends well

Just noticed this is my second story and it is about a student/teacher -.-

Noticed I haven't established what the professor looks like. I was strolling but I all I kept getting was David Gandy. :P
He's sexy or whatever ;) ----->

Oh well, thank you for reading. Debating on an epilogue but you know enjoy :D

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I stroll slowly to Ms.Devil Child's class halfway across campus. My butt was still sore but I was sated. I reluctantly left the sanctuary of Brad's arms this morning to attend this class. I wasn't even the least bit happy but word is she is giving a pop quiz today and I should probably attend. There was no word from Isabel or Damien yesterday so I just tried my best to push them out of my head and focus. No one on campus has found out anything and I hope they don't. Nothing would crush me more than the word spreading about Brad. I could care less about people talking about me because I've been bullied before and I've chased down some demons but Brad. He's strong but I know he's spent a lifetime trying to build up a decent name for himself. I really do not want that to all come crumbling down at the cost of love. Oh how it's a beautiful gift that comes at an enormous price. However I'm still holding out for that happy ending.

I stop in my tracks as a hand grips my wrist. I turn abruptly and stare right in the eyes of a sympathetic looking Damien.

"Hi." He whispers and slowly releases my wrist.

"Hello." I mumble slowly stepping away. Even though we have been friends for years I feel the pain of the knife that he stabbed me with.

"I thought we could talk." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"I have to go to class." I turned to go toward that hell teacher.

"The Dean has requested it." He mumbled.

"Oh is that now the favor you owe him?!" I shout louder than necessary. A few students glance our way confused but kept walking. I cross my arms over my chest and clamp my mouth shut.

He cleared his throat, "Please Hunt."

"Hunter." I spit out and stride pass him on route to the Dean's quarters. He lost any best friend privileges he thought he still had. Including nicknames. He huffed but followed behind me regardless. I could not even fathom what we could talk about. Well, I could. I want to know what will happen to Brad and I. Can we still be together? I really love this man but I also really love my medical career. I wish this wasn't so damn complicated. We are all legal adults. I wasn't getting any benefits of the sorts and I would not attempt to fail some student because I did not like them. However, leave it to the whores of previous times to ruin it for the rest of us.

I stomp into the office and the lady at the desk rose up immediately at my sudden intrusion. I wave my hand carelessly at her and stride toward the back. I faintly hear Damien explain to her but I push through the large pine doors to reveal Isabella and Bradley perched in one of the four chains in front of Dean Royce's huge desk. Isabella was seated farthest to the right on the end while Brad sat farthest to the left. I groan as they all turn their heads toward me. Brad smiles warmly while Isabella's eyes water. I look at Royce's dark eyes and he nods at the chair next to Isabella. I roll my eyes and make my way toward the chair next to Brad. Damien enters shortly after and takes a seat next to her in front of the ever dominating Dean.

"We have much to discuss." Royce announces.

"I am missing a pop quiz today." I chime in arrogantly. I obviously am tired of this mess.