Gabe shook his head as he started the engine. “What is it with you and cookies?”
“That was a good fucking cookie. Plus, did you see how excited she got when I told her? It was cute.” I chuckled.
“Cute? I’m pretty sure just inflated her ego to the size of a house. I hope you don’t get sick of those cookies any time soon because she’ll probably have a batch ready every time you come over.”
I laughed. “She’s a sweet kid. I’ll eat the cookies as long as she makes them.
It had beenyears since I’d seen little Eve Ashford, and boy, did she grow up. She was no longer the thirteen-year-old kid who baked me cookies nearly every day for that entire summer. She was no longer the sixteen-year-old girl who cried on my shoulder the night her parents died in a horrific car crash, either. That was the last time I’d seen her until she marched into my classroom on the first day of the fall semester.
I tried to forget that she even existed. When I saw her name on my class ledger, there was no more forgetting. I thought I could keep things civil between us. I thought I could leave the past where it belonged, but I couldn’t. I wasn’t even ashamed to admit that I’d grown to hate her over the years. Both she and her brother. I wish I’d never met either of them. As time passed, I realized the only thing I needed was revenge, so I proceeded to treat her like shit every chance I got.
It was fucked up and I knew it, but I didn’t care. After Gabe’s parents passed away, he finally became the big brother she needed. He took her in and became her guardian, so she didn’t have to be placed in foster care. He worked hard to provide for her. The way to get my revenge on him was by taking it out on her. She wasn’t exactly innocent, even if she didn’t realize it.
The plan was to make her life as miserable as possible before I caused her to lose her academic scholarship so she’d have to leave campus once and for all. I wanted to draw it out a little while, though. I didn’t want to lay it on too thick. I mean, I couldn’t have her walking away willingly. I wanted to rip all of her hopes and dreams away just like mine were torn from me.
But when I saw her name on my class ledger, there was one thing I wasn’t expecting. I wasn’t expecting a fully grown, drop-dead gorgeous woman to walk into my classroom. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I’d been expecting that awkward sixteen-year-old girl to walk into my room. The one who was too short, too skinny, and far too flat for anyone to find attractive. Over the years, she grew up. She’d turned into the type of woman that no man could resist.
She was still on the shorter side, still thin, but she’d blossomed and developed in ways I knew I shouldn’t notice. Her skin was ivory with a peaches and cream complexion, finally clear of the breakouts she had as a teen. Her dark hair was always falling in soft curls and natural waves, the strands looking silky smooth. She often tried hiding behind it or using it as a curtain between her and my near-constant gaze. So many times, I had to stay hidden behind my podium to hide the erection I got from thinking about winding her locks around my fist and forcing her to her knees before me. Her big green eyes were always wide and sparkling, long lashes framing them and giving her a doe-eyed appearance. Her innocence was tempting me in ways I knew I had to resist.
“See ya Friday, Professor,” one of my students said before walking from the room.
I offered him a curt nod and a wave before closing my laptop. When I looked up, I found myself locked in her gaze as she made her way down the steps. She tucked her chin to her chest, and she stared at me from beneath those long, dark lashes. Hercheeks burned red, and she bit down on her plump lower lip—the look sending a jolt of need straight to my dick. I felt my heart pound harder, my anger rising. I couldn’t keep it at bay whenever she was close to me. And that fucking dress she was wearing. Baby pink. Lace overlay. Puffy sleeves. Short. A cross necklace on. And her cleavage…
I wanted to resist looking, but I couldn’t. My eyes fell from her mouth down to her tits. Was she even wearing a bra in that little dress? If she was, it was made of material so thin that it didn’t even peek over the edges of the low-cut top. Thinking of her without a bra didn’t do me any favors. It only caused my dick to throb with need. I saw the way her tits bounced under the material when she stepped down, and I forced myself to turn away. I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes until I felt like I had a handle on my body that was so desperate to betray me. Then, like I had no control over myself at all, I turned back for one more look.
She was walking away from me, already halfway across the room. I watched her hips move with every step, and I was hypnotized by the way her skirt swayed over her ass. Once she stepped from the room and turned to walk down the hallway, I took in a deep breath that put everything into perspective. Maybe there was a better way to get my revenge on my old best friend. Maybe getting his loving little sister kicked out of school wasn’t the best option. She could always enroll somewhere else, and she’d eventually get the degree she was after.
I realized I needed something a little more permanent. I needed something that neither of them would ever be able to forget or move past. I needed to make little Eve mine in every way possible. Seeing the look on Gabe’s face when he realized that his baby sister willingly took my dick in every orifice on her body would be the revenge I’ve been after all these years.
EVELYN
“You couldn’t pay me a million bucks to trade you places in there,” my best friend, Madison, said as we stepped out of the building.
I rolled my eyes as I pulled the umbrella from my bag. “If I had a million dollars, I’d really be pushing for it right now,” I joked.
“What is with that guy? He really hates you. Do you know him or something?” she asked as she pushed closer to my side to hide beneath the umbrella as we continued our walk to the dining hall.
“I don’t know why he hates me so much. I’ve never done anything to him,” I told her, trying my best to think back, but the only thing I could think of was all the good times we shared. For an entire summer, he was basically like a brother to me. Then he went back to college, and I didn’t see much of him until he got another break from school. He always came back. Until he didn’t. I hadn’t asked Gabe about it in a long time, but I knew from the last time I asked that he wouldn’t be honest with me. From his response, or lack thereof, I could only assume that Gabe was in the wrong. And he knew it. That was only confirmedonce school started because Elliot was a total douchebag toward me.
“There has to be something you’re not thinking of. I mean, plenty of girls have giggled in class, and he didn’t treat them the way he treated you today. Just breathing wrong sets him off.”
I took a deep breath, hoping it would help to release some tension. It didn’t. “I don’t know what’s going on and why he’s the way he is.” I worried my lip before confessing, “I think he’s really trying to get me kicked out of school.”
Madison tucked her curly blonde hair behind her ear before reaching out and pulling open the door to the dining hall. She held it for me as I put away the umbrella, and we both walked in together. “Why would he want to do that, though? There’s, like, no reason.”
I shrugged as we made our way up to the end of the line. Grabbing a tray and some silverware, I said, “Like you said, I breathe wrong or something.” I didn’t mention our past even though I wanted to. I thought that maybe she could help figure things out, but I took Elliot’s warning on the first day of school seriously. The last thing I needed was for word to get out that we once knew one another. It didn’t take much for rumors to start, and once they did, they took off like wildfire on campus. It would get back to him within the day, and then I’d really be done for.
The line moved at a leisurely pace, and as we made our way up to the buffet-style lunch setup, we each grabbed what appealed to us. That day, I wanted to indulge in the cozy fall vibes, so I selected a cup of vegetable soup accompanied by a small package of crackers and a grilled cheese. I tried to eat as many meals as possible in the dining hall because it was much cheaper than eating at one of the restaurants near campus or going to the grocery store and cooking at home.
At the end of the line, I paid a total of six dollars and fifty cents for my lunch, and then Madison and I made our way to an empty table to eat.
She sat across from me and immediately started ripping open the package of dressing to pour onto her salad. “You should file a complaint with the school. I mean, I’m pretty sure you can find people to say that he treats you unfairly. You know I will,” she said, leveling her eyes on mine.
I gave her a tight smile. “Thanks, but I think that’s a bad idea. It will only make him target me more, and I’m on thin ice as it is.” I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand on end, and I didn’t know why. I turned and looked around the room, almost like I was expecting to find a predator watching my every move. I saw nothing but students and staff getting lunch, eating, or making their way out. I let out a long breath of relief as I opened my bottle of water. As I was tilting my head back to take a drink, that’s when I saw him.
Elli—I mean, Professor West.
He was in line, tray in hand and sights set on me. His gray eyes narrowed. His jaw flexed as his back straightened. I saw his sweater tighten across his chest as he took a deep breath. Then he released it and pushed himself forward, moving to a table several feet away.
