A massive boom of thunder made us all jump, and within seconds, the sky opened up, pouring down on us like it had a point to prove.
I pulled Temps close, huddling into myself as we tried to rush under the awning of the building right by us.
“Shit!”
Temps pulled Harkert in after us, and the three of us stood there for a moment, eyeing the downpour that had come out of nowhere.A bolt of lightning lit up the sky behind the buildings across the cobblestone street, and thunder quickly followed it, rumbling low.
“We have to get back to the dorms.I’m not staying out on the street until the storm stops.It could be hours,” my stepsister moaned, leaning forward to peer up into the night sky.
I waited for her to slip back under the awning.“Well, unless you have any better plans, that means we’re running.”
Harkert sighed, shaking his head.“That storm felt kind of sudden.I just pray it’s not students fucking with the weather.”
Turning down the corners of my mouth, I smirked at him.Our stuffy professor had just cursed about some students being annoying.I liked that on him.
“So we running for it then?We could get back to the dorms in like, what, five minutes?”
Temps rolled her eyes at me.“I hate this.Ugh, at least I wore boots.”
“You’ll both freeze to death if you let yourselves get drenched.”Harkert took off his jacket, shoving it at Temps before unbuttoning his long-sleeve shirt to reveal a white tee underneath.
He thrust the shirt towards me and then gestured out into the rain.“After you.”
With a laugh, I shrugged on his shirt, folding the halves over my chest.Temps did the same with the suit coat, and then we made eye contact for just a second before darting out into the rain and running straight toward our dorm.Harkert’s footsteps sounded behind us, and I laughed as the rain came down in sheets, soaking me despite the kind gesture of our spellcasting professor.
“Looks like you’ll be ready for a wet t-shirt contest, Harkert!”
I could hear him grumble even over the sound of the rain.Temps yelped as she stepped into a deeper puddle than the rest, cursing as another crack of lightning and thunder shook the sky.
“My sock!Ugh, so gross!”
Still chuckling and frankly having a fucking ball, I beelined it down an alley that I knew would cut toward campus a bit quicker.
“This way!”
Temps and Harkert followed me, and in a few minutes, we were standing at the front door of our dorm.We all caught our breath, Temps and me still giggling about how ridiculous we must all look.I pulled off Harkert’s shirt, which did fuckall but was a nice thing to do, and handed it back.
“Thought that counts, right?”
Harkert took the soaked fabric, which dripped in a constant stream, and shook his head with a sarcastic chuckle.
“Well, I suppose.”Temps gave back his coat, looking slightly drier than I did.“But you should both get inside and get warm.It’s not good to stand out her freezing in the rain.”
“You worried about us, teach?”
I knew I was pushing it, but the look on both Harkert’s and Temps’ faces was too good to miss out on.My dear stepsister looked so horrified, embarrassed that I would say such a thing, while our professor simply narrowed his eyes at me, his jaw muscles working again as his aura darkened.Goddamn, I liked it when he got all huffy, like he was excited to…punishme.
“Did it occur to you that if something happened to either of you that it would be my ass on the line?”
I shook my head, taking a step forward as I looked up into his glacial blue eyes.“Nah, you like us.”
“Lizzie,” Temps yanked on my arm, getting me to back up into her, and the feeling of her slick skin against mine was heavenly, “we need to go in.Thanks for walking us back, Professor.”
“Of course, Ms.Montgomery.”He cast a glance at her, and he couldn’t hide the way his eyes tracked down Temps’ body before swiveling over to mine.
Harkert swallowed hard, and I desperately wanted to get my buddies for the evening to give in to their “more entertaining” sides.The three of us together?That would be something magical, and I meant that in every sense of the word.
Words were on the tip of my tongue when I looked over at Temps.As she stood beside me, I got caught up in the way the raindrop slid down her skin, making little trails that followed gravity down to the gentle curves of her breasts.
