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Orion has a buried secret and a slowly spreading darkness that threatens to cons...
I roll my eyes before pulling out my freshly baked banana bread from the oven, loving the way the smell quickly permeated the room, warming up the frigid tension in the air ever since Andrew walked downstairs this morning. Andrew leans against the kitchen counter, watching as I place the banana bread on the counter to cool before pouring myself a steaming cup of coffee.
"Don't tell me you felt emasculated by my student, Andrew. I would have thought such emotions beneath you." I say, still ticked off by his words last night.
It took some corralling on my part but I managed to make Orion get dressed and sneak him out the back door before Andrew got home Sunday night. He was reluctant to leave, said that since he met me he always wanted to try cuddling with me. Apparently that would have been another first for him, and the thought was so heartwarming that it made me want to pull him against my me and scratch his head until he fell asleep on my chest. But instead I held held him in my arms for and we laid there in silence for about half an hour as I peppered kisses on his face, his neck, his chest. It was hard to let him go, but I knew my husband would come home soon so I had to resist keeping him locked in my bedroom.
And boy was it hard. A twisted part of me wanted to wait until Andrew was settled into the master bedroom and fuck Orion a few doors down with my hand over his mouth so he didn't scream and give us away.
But that might be taking it a bit far. Besides, I'm only now wrapping my head around maybe, possibly saying fuck tenure and riding him like a stallion.
But that would be fucking stupid, wouldn't it?
Orion has flipped everything on it's axis and I'm still trying to find my footing.
The rest of my three-day weekend was spent sipping wine and staring outside the window hoping I would catch a glance of him, but chastising myself for feeding the unhealthy obsession of his. It's now Wednesday – I had a doctor's appointment on Tuesday so I didn't get the chance to hold office hours, so I'll be holding a makeshift one after today's lecture.
Basically, it's going to be a long day and I don't have time for Andrew's shit.
"Don't be ridiculous Serena. I'm just advising you against fraternizing with someone like him. He looks like a criminal, lord knows what kind of shit he gets into in his free time. Valedictorian my ass." He huffs, grabbing a tumbler from the cupboard and filling it up with the coffee I made this morning.
"Fraternizing? I don't fraternize with my students, Andrew. That's your thing, remember." I raise my brows, bringing my coffee mug to my lips, ears perked in anticipation of his response.
I had always been suspicious but never had a chance or proper opportunity to bring it up – nor did I care enough to; my career was my first priority. But if he's going to act like a petulant child, so can I.
