I’ve already had a bad experience once. I’m not doing it again.
Even if Professor Levine looks like he could pick me up and tell me tobe goodand I’d probably melt.
Maybeespeciallybecause of that.
Chapter
Four
MADDOX
He’s nervous.Fluttery.
His hands shake when I’m close and he can barely meet my eyes, though there’s always a blush high on his cheeks when I’m around.
Three days of being around Luca Archer and I have to convince myself I can’t make him mine.
It’s not smart. He’s my TA, for fuck’s sake. I love my job and don’t want to lose it because I can’t control myself for a semester.
Though… there aren’t any rules against dating a student, as long as they’re not in your class. Luca isn’t taking theater. Hell, he shouldn’t even be my TA, as he doesn’t have the requisites for it.
I shake myself to stop the thoughts from swirling in my head. It’s not smart to look for reasons to take Luca over my knee.
Fuck. Bad idea, even worse visual, especially with Luca bending over to pull files out of a box. His small but rounded ass calls to me, and my palm itches.
No. No. Luca is off limits.
I’ll just go to Mask and pick up. If I can get a sexy twink on my dick, I’ll forget about the one who’s currently meandering around my office, tidying up and organizing simultaneously.
Fuck, he’s efficient.
Trying to push thoughts of how perfect the man in front of me is, I ask, “How are you enjoying Evergreen? Was it your first choice?”
Luca startles, turning to me with wide eyes. Did he not expect me to converse with him? Maybe. My fucking reputation has preceded me.
“Um… it’s good. I like it here. Classes are… classes are good.” I hum, waiting for him to answer my second question. “It was my first choice, since it’s close to home. I only applied here. What about you?” He closes his eyes, as if he’s fucked up. I get the feeling he would burn with embarrassment if a waiter told him to enjoy his meal and he replied, “You too.”
Not wanting him to feel bad, I nod. “Yes, it was my first choice. The furthest from my home in my case. I needed to get away.” Why am I telling him this? Shut the fuck up, Mad.
“Oh,” he answers, soft and attentive.
I don’t shut the fuck up. “I played football here.”
“Oh, I’ve heard. That was ages ago, right?” If Luca’s eyes could get any wider, they’d pop out of his head.
Instead of taking offense like I normally would, a laugh bubbles up my throat. “Yeah, ages ago.”
Luca mumbles something about needing to get back to work and ducks his head to hide from me.
I grunt and peel my eyes away from him, revising my syllabus for next semester. It’s not something I need to do, but it’s better than watching Luca’s cute little ass as he moves around my office and trying to engage him in more conversation.
He doesn’t even realize how fucking adorable he is. He hunches his shoulders, trying to look invisible, but I can’t help but notice him. It’s like my eyes are drawn to him, no matter where he is in the room. That hasn’t happened since…him.
Before I methim,I didn’t care much for dating. My main focus was on graduating and getting a well-paying job that wouldn’t land me back in my small, closed-minded town. Thenhecame along and fucked me up.
And Luca reminds me ofhim.Same size, same shape, same innocent look. I can’t do that again. It’ll hurt too much.
It’s not a want, it’s aneed.Ineedto go to Mask tonight. Even if I don’t play, I can at least watch. There has to be someone there who’ll catch my eye. Someone who likes to be fucked in front of an audience. Someone who doesn’t remind me of either one of them. That will be enough. It’s better than?—
