by Blake, Remy
It’s the little victories that count. The small wins that help me see the bigger picture. My bigger picture and not his.
“Hey, boys.” A familiar voice cuts through the quiet time, a familiar body sitting in between us.
“Chrissy, baby, what’s up?” Reid has been crushing on Christina Saunders since high school. The only problem is, she’s been crushing on everybody else.
“A few friends and I want to go to this new club in the city tonight. I told them I knew a few hot guys I could hook them up with. Are you guys in?”
“A few hot guys,” I scoff. “You only know one hot guy, Chrissy, and that’s me.”
“That’s not true.” She looks over to Reid and gives him her sexiest smile while Grady and I roll our eyes at one another. She’s been yanking his chain for far too long, and one day it’s going to blow up in both their faces. Her hand rests on Reid’s bicep, giving it a squeeze. “Are you in?”
“Of course. We wouldn’t miss it. Would we?” He tears his gaze away from her and looks at us.
“All for one and one for all,” I say sarcastically. “We’ll see you tonight, Chrissy.” Standing up, I sling my bag over my shoulder and tip my chin up at Reid. “Just send your homeboy the details, but for now I’ve got to get to my Spanish class.”
“Is that your class with that fucking wet dream of a teacher?” Grady asks.
“The one and only.” I smirk.
“Man, I don’t know how you manage to concentrate with her in front of you for a solid hour and a half.” My mind flitters through the catalogue of images I’ve managed to store since starting the class and I give him a wry smile.
“I bet you’ve been jerking off to her after class this whole time.”
“Fuck off,” I jest. “Just because your hand is the only action your dick sees, doesn’t mean it’s the case for the rest of us.” He’s not far off with his comment, though. She’s starred in more than one of my late-night fantasies.
“Whatever, man, I get plenty of action.”
“You keep telling yourself that,” I call out, walking backward. “I’ll see you after class. Chrissy, I’ll see you and your friends tonight.”
I turn and head to the languages block. Grady wasn’t wrong in his observations about my professor.
Ms. Martínez’s class is my absolute favorite. It’s just not my fault it’s for all the wrong reasons.
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They say age is nothing but a number.
Lucas Rockwell isn’t just ten years younger than me, he’s my deceased husband's son.
Tainted by secrets, everything about us is wrong and forbidden.
Like fire and gasoline, we're an explosion waiting to happen.
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Remy Blake is a male and female author duo, Jacob Chance and Marley Valentine. Pairing up to have some fun, they write steamy, short reads, with insta love/lust, a guaranteed HEA. You can expect twice the debauchery in every book they write.
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