Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
I grit my teeth and make my way over to a bicep curl machine. “I can handle myself.”
“Touchy,” Everett remarks as he comes to stand beside me. He chugs from his water bottle. “But that shitty attitude tells me I’m onto something. All I’m saying is to be careful. The last thing you need is your ex getting wind that you’re friendly with a girl who got expelled for sending nudes to her teacher.”
My blood burns hot and I glower at him. “She didn’t send him nudes. Someone framed her.”
Everett gives me a pitying look and I hate it. “Whatever you say, man.”
“Did Adam tell you all this?”
“He didn’t have to,” Everett states with a shrug. “Shit gets around in this town. Trust me. I’ve been there.”
Doubtful. What does the great, grouchy Coach Long have in common with the likes of me? I’m lusting over a student for fuck’s sake.
“I’m being careful,” I say with a groan. “Happy? Can we drop it now?”
He nods. “Consider it dropped.” His lips curl into an evil, wolfish grin. “Now give me ten more reps. You don’t get jacked like me with the bare minimum.”
Fuck my life.
I’m sore as hell but feeling good physically. Plus, I’m perking up because I’ll get to see Addison again today. It took everything in me not to text her last night.
What am I even doing with her?
I should put the boundaries back up. Tell her we can’t be so friendly.
The imagined look of hurt on her face kills me. People have let her down too much lately. I refuse to be one of them. I can keep my dick in my pants and be the friend she needs.
Surely.
“Teacher fucker.”
Duke, the big ass jock who put his hands on Addison, cracks up laughing. He’s clearly the mouth behind the awful words. I ignore him, searching the crowded morning hallway to look for her.
And then, like an angel parting the sea, people move aside as Addison walks through. Her silky blond hair is perfectly straight today, hanging down in front of her shoulders. She’s wearing some sort of outfit that looks a little complicated to put on. I try to remember what they’re called.
Ahh, a romper.
It’s made of thin, bouncy material that stretches over her breasts and teases her pretty thighs. Several guys watch her like they’d love a chance to fuck her.
Over my dead body.
“…see the picture?”
I tear my gaze from the beauty in front of me to glare at Duke. His friend beside him is looking at Duke’s phone. They both start howling. I storm over to them and see what I fear is on his screen.
It’s her.
Addison.
Dainty fingers barely covering her nipples. The swells of her breasts can be seen around her hands. Her stomach is taught and silky-smooth. She’s wearing a pleated school uniform skirt and wearing a flirty grin.
Fucking perfect.
But no one needs to see this. She didn’t consent to this.
“You,” I roar, snatching the phone out of his meaty grip. “Renner’s office now. You too.”
His friend whines and gripes, but I won’t hear any of it. Addison, completely oblivious, shoots me a small, shy smile before glancing away. I want nothing more than to sneak away to the greenhouse to spend a few precious private moments with her before class starts, but now I have to destroy these little shits in the principal’s office.
This is beyond detention.
I hope Adam wipes his ass with these twerps.
Duke grumbles his complaints and something about he can’t get in trouble because of football, but I ignore it all. When we step into the admin office, I stalk right past the receptionist and into Adam’s office. Thankfully, he’s just returned back to school from his morning appointment.
“Possessing and sharing child abuse material,” I say in greeting. “I want them gone.”
Adam’s eyes widen at my furious expression. “What happened?”
When I explain what I saw and who it involved, Adam nodded as if not surprised. At least I know where Everett really got his information.
“Get back to class,” Adam says with a grim look. “I’ll handle these two. Looks like I may need to give Sheriff McMahon a call too considering the nature of the photo.”
“What?” Duke cries out. “Seriously, Principal Renner? You can’t do that. If I get arrested or expelled, I’ll be off the football team.”
Satisfaction burns through me. If only I could pluck up every asshole in this school who’s said a mean thing to Addison and drag them in here for similar punishment.
“I know you’ve been tackled one too many times,” Adam bites out, “but you’re smarter than this, man. This is bad. You’re eighteen and the girl in the photo is not.” He shakes his head and sighs. “Welcome to reality and adulthood and learning a lesson when you screw up.”
Fucking finally.
People need to pay for what they’ve done to that sweet girl.