“Huh. I always thought my boyfriend would be a virgin,” I shot back as he slid his hands around my waist.
“You seem grateful for the experience and expertise, woman,” Theo growled into my ear.
My skin tingled. “Hmm, you’re not the best I’ve had.”
“You’re going to regret saying that.”
Oh, I didn’t doubt it.
18
HANNAH
“So now we have zero distractions.”
I gazed at Theo before turning back to the board.
“School isn’t a distraction?” I laughed as he shrugged.
Sitting in class, his arms circled me as I frowned at the text in front of us.
“Residential? Like a field trip?” I read aloud as Theo sat up straighter. The board listed a residential detail for the entire year to attendRaleigh Freedom-a place for us final year students to kick back and relax, enjoying sports and activities for a few days before school finished.
“That’s right, Miss Phillips.Raleigh Freedomis a super opportunity for you all. Then when you get back, it’s your prom. But before any of that, your finals will be here. Whether you attend either of these events depends on your performance in those.”
Theo glanced at me, and his hand covered mine reassuringly. “You’ve got this,” he murmured as I nodded numbly.
Finals terrified me, and Theo knew it. It didn’t seem to matter how much I revised, my memory failed me, and I forgot every single fact there was. Theo could wake up, hungover to hell, and still ace a chemistry exam.
Plus, he looked like a God.
“I hate you,” I muttered as he chuckled in my ear.
“Nah, you don’t. You just hate loving me.”
After class, I didn’t see him for a while because of us having different choices––I did theatre studies, and he did double science––I know, insane, right? But I met up with him at lunch. He looked tense as he walked up to me, pulling me close to him as he whispered in my ear.
“Lissa texted me. Asking how I’m going to provide for my child.”
His voice was hoarse, and anger coursed through my veins.
Just who did this girl think she is?
“You only slept with her once, right?” I checked for the umpteenth time as he closed his eyes.
“Yes.”
“Theo, you need to have a conversation with her,” I sighed as he pressed his lips against mine.
“I know. Iwill. But I’ve just remembered something.”
Concern passed over his face, and I froze with fear.
What now?
Had he remembered a second time with Lissa?
“What?” I demanded my voice higher than I would’ve liked.
