Hide With Me (The Game, #13)

by Cara Dee

“Hey, little one,” I said casually. “You hidin’ from someone?” He winced and bit at his thumbnail. “Maybe?” Excellent timing for Dean to walk through the door and reveal himself to Gael. “Oh crap,” Gael mumbled. “Um, hello, Professor Aavik.” “Hello, dear.” Dean was as amused as I was. “If we pretend I didn’t already know you’re my student, you just gave yourself away.” “Aw, man.” Gael made a face and zipped up his jacket higher, as if he was trying to retreat into it. “So this is embarrassing.” “More like entertaining,” I offered.

“Didn’t we agree once that we’d probably be trouble for each other?” Something like that. “I think we were drunk,” I said quietly. “We shouldn’t listen to ourselves when we’re drunk.”

At first glance, Santiago was the man you didn’t wanna meet in a dark alley. At second glance, you wanted to beg him to take you there.

Step one, be less awkward. I should be able to accomplish that in a year or two.

“They’re perfect. Kinda like you.” Oh, for heaven’s sake. If this was Joshua standing down, I didn’t want to experience him at full steam ahead.

“Rules, schmules,” Gael whined. “I want you so much.”

“If you’re happy, don’t ever ask a Sadist to pinch you, because he will.”

“Did you bring your pillow for a reason?” he murmured. “Yes, Sir.” I planned on staying a while. “This is my new pacifier, Daddy.”

“This little ass is mine now, baby boy. I wish you could see how tightly it’s stretched around Daddy’s cock. Fucking hell.”

That settled things, though. I was going to be brave. I was going to seduce my professor. I should probably Google seduction.