Chapter 34: So this is Christmas?

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Recap chap 33:

"I've got a few things I need to tell you as well, but not here, not right now." Fenix remarked calmly, casually. It was a far cry from the near panic I was feeling when I spoke a moment ago.

"When? I think it's best to discuss things soon." I commented with a sigh. I never expected such words to leave my mouth.

"Are you going home for Christmas?" Fenix asked with a mischievous smirk.

This didn't seem like it was headed in a good direction. His pale eyes were burning into mine, almost pleadingly. I didn't answer, but I couldn't help but wonder what secrets he was going to unveil and what kind of mysteries would soon be solved by that discussion alone.

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Chapter 34: So this is Christmas?

"You never answered my question the other day. Are you going home for Christmas break, or not?" Fenix asked, looking up from the stack of papers he was grading.

It was the Monday after the ultrasound, only a few days had passed and we hadn't actually discussed when we would meet to go over the arrangement and spill our secrets to each other. It made me nervous to confess my heart condition and tell him about the baby I'd lost. I wasn't sure if he'd blame me, what he'd think of me afterward. I was equally nervous about what he was going to tell me considering that his last surprise was a wife.

"Unfortunately, yes. Why?" I replied hesitantly, followed with a defeated sigh.

I closed his office door behind me, leaving the boys outside, and took a seat in my normal chair across from his desk. Seriously, if he was going to keep calling me to his office like this, for seemingly casual reasons, people were going to start getting suspicious. The last thing we needed was suspicion and inquiries. People nosing around wouldn't be good for either of us.

"Will you spend the weekend after with me?" His question caught me off guard and I nearly choked on the bottle of water I was sipping.

Was he fucking insane? That was not going to happen. I was not going to spend an entire weekend alone with him, my professor. He got me pregnant, and drives me wild with sexual desire and oh by the way, I love him but he doesn't love me and he's married. That was not a good plan. In fact, it may have been the worst plan ever.

I understand that he wants to make this arrangement work, but I honestly didn't see how he'd accomplish that considering he was married. Besides it wasn't necessary to be alone with him for a whole weekend when we could have this discussion at my apartment. This idea was nothing less than taking a needless risk. It was a chance for us to get caught or for him to break my heart yet again. If that was the case, then I'd rather be home when I pick up the shattered pieces of myself.

"What? What about your wife?" I inquired, remembering that he indeed had one of those that he should be spending the holidays with instead of the whore he fucked in the men's bathroom.

"She's spending the weekend after Christmas with her family, whom I can't stand to be near. They're not fond of me either." Fenix remarked plainly. He was staring me down, almost challenging me to throw a snide remark his way.

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