Since we’re being evil and all, I take great delight in his guttural gasp when I palm his cock over his jeans. At this rate, we’ll never make it through dinner.

That’s okay, I’d rather have dessert first.

“I’m going to have to teach you a lesson on proper dinner table behavior,” Callum rasps out.

I squeeze his cock. “I’ll probably fail.”

He grips my wrist and tightens his hold. “If you fail, I’ll have to punish you.”

Getting punished by my sexy, rule breaking teacher doesn’t seem to be a punishment at all. I rub at his dick and flash him my most innocent, doe-eyed expression.

“Oh, it’s on now, sweetheart.” His jaw clenches as he eye-fucks me. “It’s so fucking on.”

And I cannot wait.

Epilogue

Callum

Two Months Later…

My life is in limbo and I hate it.

But I deal with it for her.

The quiet, sexy-as-fuck girl who’s dutifully taking notes in my class. I put up with her shit-face stepbrother because it keeps her life from imploding.

Jude uncovered emails, receipts, and other proof that shows Darren Paulson is into some shady shit. Unfortunately, I can’t use any of it against him. Because, if I do, he’s made it known to Willa that he’ll throw her mother in front of the proverbial bus. Her mom embezzled a fuck ton of money that’ll land her in prison for a long-ass time.

She loves her mom and though she’s been neglected by her for years, she refuses to do anything to send her mom away. It’s annoying, but I get it. If it were my mother, I’d do the same.

It’s not just the drama with Darren and her mom that feels as if it’s in limbo either.

It’s Levi. He fucking assaulted her, spent one night in jail, and then was out on bail with no punishment whatsoever. Willa didn’t press charges because she didn’t want it to blow back on her mother.

Talk about frustrating as fuck.

Seeing him walk into my classroom every single day, a smug look on his stupid face, is infuriating. Sometimes, I send his ass to the principal’s office for the hell of it.

I’m playing with fire every time I do it because he still has that recording of me and Willa. My employment status sits in the hands of a wannabe rapist twat. He could post it on social media and then I’d be fired.

He knows it too.

Holds it over me like he’s some powerful god.

Sometimes I wish he’d just share that shit and get it over with. But while I can handle the bad press, Willa doesn’t deserve that. Thankfully, because of Hugo’s interference a couple of months ago, at least the police haven’t done anything.