“What are you doing?”
“I’m not prepared to risk that someone has compromised it.”
“But what if Lottie needs to call me?”
Pen sighs and takes my phone back out. She holds it up to my face, unlocking it. Her fingers move at incredible speed before she drops it back into the box, closing the lid.
“It will now redirect any calls to a secondary phone downstairs.”
“Downstairs?”
“Yes, downstairs. Follow me. We have work to do.”
No nonsense. Pen is at work. It takes me back to when we first worked together at uni.
CHAPTER 15
ELIJAH
EIGHTEEN AND A HALF YEARS AGO
“You’ve got to be kidding me, Professor Dunn?”
“What is it now, Miss Dawson?”
“Elijah Frazer, really? Why would you partner me and him together?”
I stand in the doorway and listen to her complain as our names are called. As usual, I’m a couple of minutes late as swim practice overran.
“Oh god, they’ve paired you with Goth Girl?” Darra’s voice appears beside me. “I feel for you.”
“What are you doing here, Darra?” I ask, not expecting to see her until later.
Her hand snakes up over my chest. I take it in mine to stop its progress. There’s a time and a place, but not outside lecture halls. She doesn’t take the hint, instead pressing herself against me, wrapping her arms around my waist.
“I missed you this morning,” she purrs.
“I had training, you know that.”
“Well, you can make it up to me later. I woke up feeling horny, and you weren’t there.” She pulls my head down, placing her lips against my ear. “I had to use my toys, but it’s simply not the same. I’m still wet and incredibly frustrated,” she whispers, making my body harden at the thought.
Darra is the perfect girlfriend. She’s sexy, intelligent, and knows what she wants in life. She also isn’t afraid to go after it. Her family is wealthy, although not in the traditional sense. They’re what is called, in our circles, new money. Her father having made his fortune rather than inherited it. With Darra, I find I can be myself. She understands what it means to grow up in the limelight, and the expectations I have on me. She’s supportive of my swimming aspirations and of my plans for the future. She never puts pressure on me or asks for more than I’m willing to give.
“I’ll make it up to you later, gorgeous, I promise. Right now, I really have to attend this lecture.”
My words earn me a dazzling smile.
“It’s a good thing I caught you then,” she says. “I just wanted to say good morning. I was passing on my way to my lecture when I saw you.”
She flexes her manicured nails against my skin, igniting memories of them pressed into my shoulders last night as she came hard around my cock. I shift awkwardly as she smirks, knowing exactly what she’s done to me.
“Morning, gorgeous.” I drop a kiss on her nose and give her a smile. “Look, I really have to talk to my partner,” I say, only to have her laugh.
“Oh, please! Not that freak,” Darra says, looking over her shoulder towards the woman I need to win over, who is currently shooting daggers in our direction.
Penelope Dawson’s eyes have turned towards us, and I watch her roll them as she takes in Darra and me. Darra has now wrapped herself around me like a snake.
My eyes lock with Penelope’s, and something passes over them.
