Losing my virginity to my teacher | ✔

40. Is he in the loop?

AMELIA’S POV

       Shit.

        We both froze.  His lips were still on mine and I didn’t know if I should push him away or devour him. 

        “Hey, Mimi.”  The voice greeted.

        Oh. Double shit.

        Uncle?

      It was definitely my Uncle’s voice.  Why did he have to choose this exact moment to come and disturb this new found peace.  And how the hell did he have a key to this apartment?  Mia might have supplied keys to every one of our relatives if she could.

        But first of all, why he is here in Philly?  I tilted my eyes and saw some type of realization set in Zach’s eye.

         “Hell, I forgot.”  He whispered to himself and pulled away from me in lightning speed.

        Did Zach know he was coming?  I guess it would be right because he ducked under the kitchen counter and cussed himself.  I didn’t know if I should laugh at him or scold him for momentarily forgetting that my Uncle was coming.

        Good thing, there was a short hallway which hides the open plan kitchen.  Thank the planners for that.  Because once he comes to the living room the first thing, he would notice is us.  Maybe Mimi was a good distraction too.  Because my Uncle was currently playing with her.

           “Now, where is my favorite niece.”  My Uncle hollered while coming into the living room.

        I didn’t know how I looked after Zach mauling me so I took the bowl from the counter and ate from it.  If my lips looked puffy, he would cross it has hot noodles.  I guess.

          “Wait till I tell Alyssa that.”  I mock threatened. 

           He walked over to the counter, I sat on.

         “I don’t care, because I will go tell her the same exact line.”  He said and hugged me with the bowl in between us.

          “So, I am not your favorite.”  I fake gasped.

       “Uh-huh.”  He shook his head, I tried to playfully beat him but he suddenly caught my wrists and tilted my head, his face morphing from playful to serious in a moment.

        “Who’s this guy, Amelia?”  He asked his voice all but stern.

         There was a sound from behind us and Uncle turned his head to examine that.  Zach was still crouching under the sink but with the cabinets under it open now.  He was also rubbing his head, where he would have hit.

        Seriously, did he just use the lamest idea of the whole universe.  I didn’t know whether to laugh at his antics or panic that my Uncle saw a hickey on my neck which Zach gave me mere moments ago.  I should have loosened my hair from only one side of the neck.  I would have escaped, this soon to happen ugly turn out.

         “What are you doing under there, Zach?”  My Uncle asked, but his voice was lighter.

         Good thing he did not suspect Zach for the hickey otherwise we both would be at the end of the gutter.

        “Thought the pipe was leaking.”

        “I head this apartment was fairly new.  Is it already troubling you guys?”  Uncle asked with genuine confusion.

        Zach couldn’t lie for shit.

       Not every one can lie like you, my inner voice pointed out.