Chapter seventeen

I scream inwardly, praying to God to save me from further embarrassing myself.

"I'm sorry I wasn't looking."

"It's okay," A deep voice replied. I look up and it's the new professor.

"Oh, sorry Mr. Brandon." I repeat my eyes widening trying to not stare at his face for too long. Well, good job Catherine, now who will give you a make up test?

"I heard you the first time, if you would please.." I notice i was in his way and quickly step back, fighting the urge to apologize again.

Adrian held my hand and moved me stealthily out of the way because I was still blocking half of the door, save me lord, somehow my body wasn't functioning.

"So lunch?" He asked when we were a few feet away. I wanted to nod when my eyes caught sight of Beast and Emerald.

"I'll have to rain check on that, maybe another time." I don't wait for him to reply before running off in their direction.

"Hey," I greet breathing heavily.

"Hey."

"Hi."

They replied simultaneously, when I finally catch my breath and I'm able to stand on my own two feet, I pull both of them into a group hug.

"Ewww, you stink from just running." Emerald teased with laughter in voice, I don't care even if she's serious I'm just so happy they aren't mad at me anymore.

"I'm so sorry B for what I said I wasn't think–"

"Oh shush and don't cry right now, I'll so turn the corner and pretend I don't see you." I nod and wipe my eyes. He pulled me to his body again and I inhale his sandalwood cologne. I miss his scent.

"We were just heading down to Abbie's for a bite, wanna come with?" I nod, not because I wanted to eat but just for the fact that I want to be with them.

"Oh my fucking grey God's, do you guys see that?!" Beast exclaimed stopping dramatically with his hands on his chest and all that.

"Boys and toys."

"That's not a fucking toy Emerald, it's fucking Bentley." She rolled her eyes again.

"Yeah, like you don't have about five in your garage." He shrugged her comment off and walked in the direction of the car as though pulled by a string.

"Where the fuck are you going?" She called out before turning to me with a sigh, "I missed you so much."

I hug her again, "Me too." We follow Beast after laughing at his wide open mouth.

We move back a bit stifling our giggles, in case he gets caught looking like he wanted to steal the car, I don't want to be there to witness it and neither does Emerald. Their parents might bail them out of jail but I'll probably get life, what's the sentence for watching someone rob a freaking expensive looking sports car?

The driver's side was pushed open and Beast almost got hit in the face, Emerald and I look at each other wide eyed when the person stepped out and his eyes landed on Beast, looking every bit annoyed.

We were both rewarded with his beautiful side view and he has the sexiest strong looking jaw, fucking hell the man is handsome.

Beast quickly runs to our side and I read his expression, if he does down, we're going down with him.

The man's gaze followed his movements and he stood there facing all three of us, standing on each others sides, wide eyed and scared as shit.

I almost faint when I recognize my new substitute professor that I just bumped into and desperately need to be in his good books so he would pity me and give me a make up. Not much for a good first Impression.

"What were you doing?"

"I....I.... nothing." Emerald face palmed with a small hiss.

I'm proud none of them make a comment about his face, I try not to be rude and stare even though that's all I want to do.

His deep voice reverberates through my whole being and I want to bask in its glory.

*****

I relate the tail to Garcia, trying desperately to get in her good books. The man had just peered at the three of us before shaking his head and walking away.

I did apologize but she's giving me a hard time, totally Gar-like by the way.

"Gar please, you know I'm so sorry. I'll buy you that taco from The taco bar, please." I make puppy dog eyes and pout and even bat my lashes.

She turns away sticking her nose to the ear, a good sign really.

"If you'll do one thing I ask."

I nod desperately, "Yes please, anything." I vow jumping up.

"You'll come to my place this weekend and I'll treat you to a real Mexican dish,"

"I'll be pleased to." I bow my head dramatically and she rewards me with a laugh, thank Fucking God! My life is slightly back on track now.

"Well then, you're forgiven." She gets to her feet and kept her phone on the table. "Private room, Mr. Buchanan is waiting as usual." She walked out with that.

I sigh and retouch my lips with the red lipstick before walking out.

There's a slight bounce in my step as I walk to the room tonight, ready to relate the positive tales to Mr. Faceless, guess he does give good advice, not that I would admit it to him.

I knock as usual and push the door open without waiting for a come in. I'm taken aback when I see the lights on and I almost think I'm in the wrong room when his voice stops me.

"Catherine," My breath catches in my throat. He was the one but he was standing by the window.

“Close the door,” I heed to his command like I always do. I don’t think it’s fair how my body submits to this mysterious man, he could be the ring leader of some illegal boxing club underground or an undercover cop, or the mafia, or hell, the freaking underworld alpha king of some werewolf kingdom and I'm just here doing his bidding, no question asked like the perfect little submissive mate.