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It didn't take long for Kyle to reach where I was after I had sent him my location and I was grateful because I do not know how long I could have stayed out here and not go crazy.

He did not pull up in a Ferrari like last time, instead he was in a blacked out Mercedes and it made me wonder if being a professor actually paid this good.

The professor creased his brows at my disheveled state and rushed out of the vehicle to my side, "Celine.." he drawled in a whisper, looking all over my body.

"What happened?" I actually contemplated telling him but he was another innocent person that didn't need to be involved in what's going on in my life.

"Why is there blood all over you? Are you hurt?" He pushed, meeting my eyes with his concern filled ones, I did a once over at his state and realized that it looked like I disturbed him from something, he was still in his work clothes; at night.

His hair was ruffled, sleeve rolled up, tie stretched out around his neck and his top buttons were loose.

I shook my head at the latter question and confirmed that it wasn't my blood on me, relief flooded his eyes and for a moment my heart leapt from the way he was so worried about me. The feeling was foreign as Cillian never cared this much and I was starting to feel grateful for the break up.

The exhaustion from a while ago started to set in and I found the professor wiping away the tears that started to fall without me realizing it, "can we just go?" I asked, I began to tremble and Kyle took me in his arms. I exhaled while his huge arms enveloped me in a warm embrace.

He nodded from above, realizing that I was in no state to talk about my nightmarish activities "Of course Celine, my place or yours?" I snapped my eyes up to his, seeing if he was serious. He was and my heart took another leap.

"yours" I replied and the corner of his lips tugged up in a small smile.

I can't believe I was doing this... Why did I call him? Is it because I knew he wouldn't pest me for answers... Or was it because of something else.

"Let's go" he helped me into the passenger seat and strapped me in before going around to his side, he put the car in drive but didn't drive off right away.

I looked over at him to see that he was looking through the rearview mirror at something, my body froze up, thinking the worst and I followed his eyes to look outside too but saw nothing there.

I creased my brows and looked back at Kyle, who's eyes were now on the road ahead, "is everything alright?" I asked confused by his weird action, he nodded quickly and pressed on the gas, speeding off.

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We drove through the quiet night of Rochester city. Sitting in comfortable silence as Kyle maneuvered his car well, his muscles retracting and relaxing ever so often.

The veins in his arms were on full display as he pressed his fingers tightly against the steering wheel and I suddenly wanted those finger's around my neck while he thrusted inside of me.

"We're here" he said in a low voice and I was snapped out of my sex deprived reverie, my focus went to a huge, high rise building where Kyle turned and went underground to park.

I gaped and turned to look at him, "now I'm convinced that you sell drugs or something Dr. Norman" I teased, using the title I was yet to get an answer for.

He let out a chuckle, "and what if I did Ms. Phillips" he said back.

I bit my lips, "I'd have to call the cops on you.. wouldn't that be a sight, to see the great professor Norman in handcuffs"I chuckled at my own antics.