HeartBeat

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Ava

Mr. Scott freezes. His breath halting in his chest His eyes are wide, as he looks at me with a face filled with horror.

I press closer, my breasts and my belly brushing against him. I take in his smell. The smell of ink and papers of chemicals and sandalwood. Before I can move away myself, feeling nothing but annoyance because of my lack of want, Mr. Scott scrambles away from me, knocking into his desk and chair.

"No!" He shouts. I raise a brow.

More curious as to why not rather than actually offended, I ask,

"Why not?"

"You're MY student. Who is blackmailing me. And I'm married...I...I, not. No. I'm sorry. But never." He shakes his head.

I stare at him blankly. My body functioning as usual, while on suppressors. No racing heart or pain through my veins, any longer. No heat or fluttering in my stomach. No wetness between my thighs.

Nothing.

Is he the key to ending my aroused state?

"You also forgot to mention that you would rather fuck Liam Dorsett."

Mr. Scott face flushes a deep red. I narrow my eyes as a thought hit me.

"But you've never. You don't fuck him. At least you haven't yet. How?"

Mr. Scott sighs, and runs his hands through his hair, before shuffling his feet forward, once realizing I wasn't going to take his cock in hand.

I almost snicker at the hesitance he moves with, as he walks forward. He had moved quickly and almost all the way across the room, to get away from me. You could have sworn I had held him at gun point.

"I know the difference from right and wrong. That's how."

"What does that mean?" I raise an eyebrow.

Mr. Scott, pauses, using the desk as a barrier, to keep distance between us, as he usually seemed to do.

"I know it's wrong to be with my student. I know it's wrong to be with him, when I'm still married and have children to think about. I know it's wrong to even think about being with him. And I know it's right, to stay away from him. Even though its hard and it hurts. And I don't want to." Mr. Scott words grow softer and softer. He glances up at me, before glancing away.

I take him in, realizing that just as he was the only ear I had, who knew the truth in this hiding in plain sight, game, it was the same for him. I bet there wasn't anyone who knew his true feelings, feelings I might not completely understand, but I was beginning to understand the world of lust at least. And want, when I should not indulge in it.

I found myself revealing more information about myself. Maybe it was loneliness, that empty space that was still swallowing me, albeit slower, than right after the moment I had lost the only person who filled my halved soul.

"You've seen my blood. You know that I am different from you. Both physically and mentally. I have never experienced lust before, unlike the others." I nod at the container of samples. Mr. Scott glances at it before returning his inquisitive gaze.

"I can't control myself as you do. Everything human about me is increased. Or have you forgotten? Even our emotions. And most of the ones that we are able to feel are on the negative spectrum of things. The instinctual kind. Restraint isn't something I've practiced enough to dissuade the way I feel."