I wish it was that easy, but it’s not. I want it to be. Their touch, their smell, their taste. All of this is already a big enough adjustment. I’m trying and for the most part things are going good. But this is something I’m not budging on. This is my job. And my personal life needs to be separate.
“I understand that. But this is the sacrifice you need to be willing to make when it comes to dating your superior.”
“Dating?” He snorts. “Is that what you think we’re doing? Baby, we’re not dating. You are already ours.”
“You know what I mean.” I huff, although I do love the bite of possessiveness. “Outside school hours and off school property, it’s a different story.”
“I can’t fucking wait for spring break.” Alaric mutters.
“As for dating, you know it wouldn’t be the worst idea. Give us a better chance to get to know one another. Think about it. Even if it’s just meeting up outside school hours.”
He blinks at me, like he didn’t even think about it before now.
I grin. “Yeah. Something to think about.” I go to step past him but pause, my shoulder brushing against his. “Thank you for the coffee, Alpha.” I purr the last word, loving the sound that rumbles in his chest as I continue towards my classroom. Taking a sip, I can’t help but groan. Fuck, it tastes so damn good.
I hate how happy it makes me that he’s been bringing me coffee every morning since the first time we bumped into each other at the coffee shop.
As I make my way down to my desk, I’m smiling again when I see a Red Delicious apple sitting on my desk. Just like every morning.
Taking a seat, I place my coffee down and pick up the apple, moaning when I take a bite. The cool juices roll down my chin and I lick it off. Fuck. Two things I look forward to every day I come to work.
Only, I have no clue who has been leaving me the apples. My guess would be one of my alphas. But I could be wrong. It could be another student.
I’ve been tempted to check the security cameras to see, but I like the mystery of not knowing.
The rest of the day goes by as normal. That is until it’s time for the class I have with my alphas.
This is the one class I find myself dreading, but also eager to see them. It’s crazy how much my life has changed in such a short time.
I’ve gone from being terrified of what it would mean to have these men as my pack to finding myself craving the next moment I’ll get to see them again.
This whole taking it slow thing was a good idea at first, but the more I see them, the more I find myself wanting to say fuck it and just throw myself into it head on.
But I can’t. I need to be smart about this. If I go too fast too soon I know I’ll freak out, I’ll crumble, I’ll break.
I can’t break. Not now.
Moving my gaze from the clock on the wall to the door, I watch as the first few students start to trickle in. One by one, I find myself getting more and more impatient when it’s not one of my alphas.
I should know by now that they are always the last ones to join, but are never late.
Finally, I see their familiar faces walk through the door and I can’t help the way my heart starts to race.
They’re too attractive for their own good, and they know it. Alaric gives me a knowing smirk as he passes by and heads to his seat. Tatum casts me a frosty glare and I frown. What’s his issue? Did I do something to piss him off?
“Morning, Professor.” Jamie purrs. “Lovely to see you again. As always.”
I keep my face neutral, not giving anything away as he flashes me the smile that always has my cock twitching.
At least I hope I’m not giving anything away.
This morning I almost slipped up by not covering myself with descenting spray. Nothing too crazy or heavy. But with the way these men can make my body react with just a simple look, I’ve had to start taking precautions. The last thing I need is my classroom reeking of my perfume. It would be highly unprofessional.
As the class goes by, I do my best to ignore Jamie’s antics. It’s not easy, because he loves to give his input on everything I have to say. He loves to get a rise out of me, but I think I do a good job at keeping a level head.
However, today is different. Jamie isn’t the only one who’s making unwanted comments when they’re not asked for.
Something is going on with Tatum. Every time I ask questions, or someone in the class does, Tatum comments passive aggressively when it’s not wanted, or needed.
