A Fractured Lover (Student/Teacher)

Chapter 32

"I don't like this."

"Well, that's just too bad," Nathan said as he leaned over to press a swift kiss onto my cheek.

"Please don't do this, Nathan. You've already convinced me not to go so now you should do the same!" I pleaded as I followed Nathan around my bedroom as he gathered his belongings from yesterday since he stayed the night.

Nothing happened though guys get your minds out of the gutter. I swear, without the gutter, your minds would be homeless.

"I'm not going alone though. I have a buddy of mine from college that I stayed close with whose gonna back me up in case anything happens."

I groaned and flopped my back down onto my soft mattress, covering my face with my hands. Moments later, I felt fingers grasping at my wrists and tugging them down to uncover my face.

Nathans chiseled; ruggedly handsome face came into my view, smirking down at me with reassuring eyes.

"But nothing will happen. I promise."

I sighed and propped myself up on my elbows.

"But you don't know that. There's no knowing with Greg what kind of stunts he'll pull at a moment's notice."

Nathans eyes narrowed defiantly at me.

"And that's precisely the reason you are not going."

My head rolled back onto my shoulders, completely defeated.

On one hand, I couldn't deny the appreciation and love that I felt tumbling around in my chest at his protectiveness over me. Yet, the other side of me was feverishly upset that he was willing to put his own safety at risk just for me.

"Alex," he called out, wrapping his hands around mine and pulling me up off of the bed and right into his warm embrace, lacing his arms around my slim waist.

"There is nothing I wouldn't do to keep you safe. And if that means confronting this asshole and threatening him myself to keep away from you, then it's done. I'm doing it and there's nothing you could do to stop me." His stare was intent on mine, his cool, blue eyes illuminated with truth and determination.

"There's nothing I could do?" I asked seductively as I ran my fingers up his chest, across his neck and ducked them into his thick hair, gripped and massaging his scalp with my fingers slowly.

A quiet groan hummed through Nathans lips as he welcomed the touch and let his eyes shut. I thought I was winning; that was until his own hands came up to put mine to a halt.

"As nice of a promise as that is," his voice came out deep and rasped. "This is far more important."

And that was that.

I knew there would no convincing him otherwise, not as long as Greg was still out there waiting for me, waiting for his chance to strike.

I watched gloomily as he grabbed his watch and latched it around his wrist. Then he slipped his shoes on and was ready to go.

"You'll call me the moment you get there right?" I asked of him as we walked to my bedroom door.

"Yes, mom," he teased as he pushed my bedroom door open and we strolled out into the hallway, which was beyond cluttered with cups, leftover chips, and even a random, lonesome shoe in the corner. The Living room was no better.

I smacked him playfully on the arm at his comment which caused him to chuckle in return.

Our walk to the door seemed unending and yet all too quick at the same time.