Rayne Washington
I was shocked, my heart wanted to escape from my chest as I laid sight on him.
"What happened?" Bryce came running towards us.
Could this get any worse?
Spencer whispered something in the guy ear and his eyes widen with fear.
He walked off fast not even looking back.
Bryce eyes stayed glued onto mines, I could feel it.
"Just some jerk." I whispered.
"Rayne. You should have came to me, because I swear to g-"
"Everything is under control." Spencer cutted him off.
"No,it's not!" The blonde girl stormed off.
Spencer now looked pissed , but he wasn't trying to let that show.
"To make this all up, drinks on me." Spencer changed his face into a smile.
I looked up at Bryce. I knew this was wrong to even be having my fiance and professor who I slept with—around each other.
"We should continue our celebration." Bryce whispered in my ear.
He dragged me to follow along and we were now sitting with Brandon, Chuck, and Spencer.
'5 shots." Spencer said at the bartender.
"On it, boss." he said.
Boss?
"Oh shit. The boss is buying us drinks. He's kinda hot." Brandon whispered in my ear.
I playfully hit him in the chest. "Shut up."
"5 shots." the bartender sat the drinks down and got back to his other work.
We all took our shot and I watched as they gave soured up. I almost laughed.
We decided to get a table and had a few more drinks.
"I never did get the chance to apologize to you guys." Spencer massaged his temples.
"The guy is gone and you stopped him from hurting my soon to be wife." Bryce kissed my forehead.
I wasn't ready to look at Spencer.
I could hear movement in the seat where Spencer was sitting.
My heart was beating so fast I thought everyone could see it.
"I need to use the ladies room." I put on a smile on my face and walked away.
I got into the bathroom and expected it to be dirty, but it was clean, like one of the fancy restaurants I'm always attending.
I walked into the stall and used the bathroom.
"O M G. Did you see him?" I heard a girl say.
"Yes. This is his first time ever appearing at one of his clubs." Another said.
I flushed the toilet and walked to the sink to wash my hands.
I knew their eyes were on me and I could hear the whispers, but I don't care.
I dried my hands off and walked out.
I went back to the table and everyone was gone.
"Looking for someone?" A deep hinted accent appeared behind me.
Certainly not a tall business professor.
"Where did everyone go?" I was confused.
"They're playing pool." Spencer said.
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The Professor and I
Roman d'amour"Fuck, why do you always make things so hard Rayne?" he stood there with an intense frown on his face. "What do you mean Spencer?" I crossed my arms. "You always run away," he now held a sad face. I was hesitant. "We both know this will never work...
