Maybe Ryan is right.
Maybe I’m falling for Rosalie?
Maybe I am ready for more?
I push all of those feelings out of my mind and focus on the present. If she’s only here a few days, I’m going to take advantage.
“Hey.” I rub my palm along the small of her back.
“Hey.” She sighs.
I can’t help but smile. “You sound so blissed out.”
“Iamso blissed out.” She presses a kiss to the center of my chest.
“What’s next?” I chuckle, imagining what else she has in store. “Do you have my next assignment prepared, Professor Masters?”
Her muscles stiffen. She pulls away, just a little, but the energy in the room shifts as if I’ve done something wrong.
“Everything okay?”
Though she barely moves, I feel her draw away.
“I’m fine.”
She’s obviously not fine.Fuck. I don’t know what I did or said, but it must have been something.
“What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?” I brush her hair away from her face and shift so I can see her eyes.
“It’s fine.” She won’t meet my gaze. “I’m just not into the student-teacher trope.”
“I was just playing around.”
“I know.” She pulls away to sit up and reaches for her clothes. “I don’t find it sexy. Not in fantasy. Not in reality.”
“I see.” I don’t. “Where are yougoing?”
“Aren’t we done? I came, you came.” She glances at my dick and lifts her brows. “Unless you’re good to go again.”
“If you give me some time, I can be.” I reach for her with a playful tackle and roll us back onto the bed so she’s pinned underneath me. I capture her lips, slowly tasting and nipping until she’s kissing me back with the same fervor I feel. I don’t pull back until we’re both breathless.
She laughs as I groan. She rests a hand under her head. “Do you know why I love reading romance so much?”
“Because you’re a dirty bird who gets off on her book boyfriends?”
She rolls her eyes and shoves my chest. “Ugh. Never mind.”
“What?” I chuckle. “That’s not a little bit true?”
“It might be part of it, but it’s not the whole reason. Not by a long shot. There’s so much more to these books than smut.”
Yeah, I know.
Now that I can listen to audiobooks, I’ll probably read every day. The hours pass so easily when there’s a narrator telling me a story.
“What is it you love about books so much?”
“We only get one life, right? A limited number of decisions and only one path. But with reading . . . I get to know what it’s like to be someone else. To live another life, one completely different from my own. And the thing that makes romance the superior genre, in my opinion, is that everything always works out. No matter what the couple goes through or what choices they make, there’s a happily ever after waiting at the end. Real life doesn’t have those guarantees.”
