Bad Professor (An Alpha Male Bad Boy Romance)

by Claire Adams

  I gave her a weak smile, thanked her and walked out into the snowy afternoon. I wasn't sure what I was going to do about my father, but Tate wasn't getting away so easily. He was the first man I'd wanted to be with enough to fight against everything I knew to make it happen.

  He was worth it. No, I was.

  *

  I'd just finished baking a batch of chocolate chip cookies and scrubbing the kitchen when the sound of Tate and his mother caught my attention. I wasn't sure how pissed he was going to be with me for being there uninvited and having basically broken in.

  "You smell that?" Tate's voice had a hint of fear to it.

  "It's me. Sorry. I got tired of waiting for the boy of my dreams to call me." I wiped my hands on a towel as I walked into the living room.

  Tate stopped in his tracks, but his mother headed over and pulled me into a tight hug.

  "Oh, Val. I'm so glad you're here. This boy hasn't shut up about you for two days." She moved back and touched my cheek. "You look wonderful, except for those dark circles under your eyes. Are you not sleeping?"

  "Nope. Courtesy of being dumped by a frog who I thought was my prince." I smiled as she laughed.

  We both turned and looked at Tate, and my heart broke in my chest. The look on his face was a mixture of pain and disappointment. He didn't say anything, and I got tired of standing there hoping that he would welcome me into his arms and explain everything.

  "You want some cookies? I just got through making them for your homecoming." I looped my arm into hers and walked into the kitchen.

  She sat down and started talking about what happened with Daniel and the hospital as I worked to get her a small plate of cookies and a glass of milk. I was too comfortable being in their house, but I guess some part of me just felt like I'd finally found a place where I fit in.

  "Val." Tate stood at the door. "Can we talk?"

  "Yeah, sure." I patted his mom on the arm as I followed him out the front door and into the yard.

  "You didn't have to do all of this." He turned to face me, and I could see that he hadn't been sleeping, either.

  "Oh, I know I didn't. Kindness is free, remember? Or did you forget? Because the man that helped me out of a shitty situation not too many days ago just threw me headfirst into one after making love to me all fucking night." Anger burned deep inside of me as tears filled my eyes. I pushed at his chest hard, as my voice lifted. "I finally found someone that I felt good around, right with, and he doesn't want me anymore. I gave him access to my time, my body...my fucking heart."

  "Valentine." He grabbed my hands, but I yanked them away.

  "No. You lied to me." I was full on crying at this point. Ugly crying. "You left that shitty note that said you would call, but guess what? You didn't."

  "My mother was in the hospital. What was I-"

  I pushed my finger into his chest and got in his face. "No, you don't get to use that as an excuse. Tell me what really happened. Tell me why you decided to spend the night in my arms and make me believe that there was something better around the corner for me than the life I have. Tell me why you would walk away from us because of some pathetic old man's threats."

  He moved back as shock registered on his handsome face. "You knew?"

  "Not from you. That's for damn sure." I pulled my keys out of my pocket. "I wanted us so badly, but it wasn't meant to be. Coming over here that first night, meeting your mom, and standing in your tiny living room with you beside me just felt right. I'm supposed to be here. I belong here."

  "Baby." He reached for me, but I swatted him away.

  "No. You discarded me over some idle threat."

  "They weren't idle, Val. Your father knew all about my shit. He threatened to take my mother's job and our house. He said that he would bail Daniel out of jail, and the fucker did it." He moved toward me, but I'd already started to walk to my car.

  "He's a mining guy, Tate. He doesn't have the power to do any of those things." I stopped and glanced over my shoulder. "Why didn't you just tell me? I could have helped figure it out. I wasn't enough for you to fight for? You just throw in the towel and that's it, huh?"

  "That's not it. You know I'm completely into you." He reached out again, but I turned and opened the door to my car.

  "I wasn't sure what I would find when I got out here today; fuck, I'm not even sure what I was looking for, but somehow, I think the truth. You were right. The rich people of the world are selfish assholes who just want what they want and don't care who gets hurt in the process." I shrugged and got in my car. "Too bad all I wanted was you."

  Chapter 23

  Tate

  Decision time. What're you gonna do?

  "Val." I held onto the door tightly as she tried to close it. I wasn't at all sure of what the right decision was, but I wasn't going watch her drive away from me. I knew that much for sure.

  "No. You don't get to sweet talk me into staying here with you. You're the most wishy-washy man I've ever met. You want me one minute and ignore me the next. I'm done." She yanked on the door, and dammit if I didn't crack a smile. She was impossibly cute in her ranting.

  I pulled the door back open and reached in, tugging her out and catching her when she half fell into my arms. "Stop it. I didn't know what your father was capable of. Look at it from my perspective for a minute."

  After muscling her to the back of the car, I pressed her against it and gripped her wrists tightly by her side as I pressed my cheek to hers and rested my mouth just beside her ear.

  "I was told to back off because I wasn't good enough, and it's true," I whispered softly as her tension started to melt a little. "I took you to the lake and then to bed, and I show up the next morning to find the house in shambles and my mother in the hospital. What was I to think?"

  My heart broke when a sob left her. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt the beautiful girl in front of me. She was the culmination of everything I wanted in a woman and the kind of girl I needed in my life, though I'd never deserve her in a million years.

  "He doesn't have that kind of power." She tugged her hands free and wiped at her eyes before wrapping her arms around my waist and pressing her cheek to my chest.

  I petted her long, dark hair and pressed my lips to the top of her head. "I didn't know that. Fuck, I still don't know that. It all played out a little too well."

  "Then, let me get in my car, and you can be rid of me. Of all of this mess. I told you that I wasn't worth the hassle." She glanced up at me and searched my face.

  "No. That's not possible, either, and you know it." I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers tightly as I shifted forward to feel more of her against me. "You're all I've thought about over the last two days. I'm not letting go. I'm just confused."

  "Then, we figure it out together." Her fingers brushed by my sides just under my shirt, sending chill bumps down my spine. "You can't keep playing lone wolf and expect anyone to be okay with that."

  "What are you saying? You wanna try this dating thing even though we both know for sure that your dad is completely against it?" I ran my hands down her side and wrapped my fingers around her hips as I rocked against her again. All I could think about was getting her naked all of a sudden. She'd look damn fine stretched across the back of her car while I ate her out.

  "Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying. My sister’s wedding is coming up soon, and you're going with me or I'm not going. My parents are going to have to realize that I'm not a child anymore. I don't have to jump when they say jump." Her cheeks were growing pink as her eyes narrowed. I wasn't sure if it was the cold getting to her or the fact that she was waking up to who she had become under her mother's thumb.

  "Baby, we'll figure this out later. It's freezing out here. Come inside with me and let's watch a movie or something. I'm sorry for pulling back. I'm not used to much more than a quick one-night-stand and then I'm back to being single." I brushed my hand down the side of her face and cupped her neck. "You're the first woman that's left me want
ing something more."

  "No talking about your past exploits. I'm not interested." She lifted to her toes and kissed me once more before I moved back.

  "No? I could tell you some wild-"

  "Not at all, in any way, whatsoever interested. Nope. Don't." She took my hand and gave me a warning glare.

  I laughed and reached over to close her car door before we walked back to the house together.

  "I'm not used to all this dating stuff, so be patient with me." I popped her ass as she walked up the stairs to the house. It wasn't going to be as simple as a quick kiss in the snow, but I would work to make it up to her for the rough start we'd had, no matter how long it took.

  "I didn't see a TV in here. Where are we watching movies?" She walked into the house and turned to look over her shoulder at me.

  "Mom's got one in her bedroom. I'll get it out of there. Make yourself comfortable on the couch." I ran my hand along the small of her back as my cock stiffened in my jeans. I'd never had a woman over to the house for more than a few minutes. The idea of snuggling up with the beautiful girl who was sure to steal my heart was invigorating.

  I knocked on the door to my mother's bedroom and went in as she called out.

  "Did Val leave?" She turned from her open closet door and lifted her eyebrow at me.

  "No, but I barely caught her." I rubbed my chest and let out a long sigh. "Her father threatened me the other night that he would fuck our lives up good if I kept seeing her."

  "Watch your language." She shook her head at me before walking over and touching the side of my face. "You can't believe everything you hear, right?"

  "Yeah, but to have him say it and then come home to find you all beat up again and shit. And stuff." I moved away from her and went to work on the TV. "Can we borrow this?"

  "Yes, of course." She sat down on her bed while I worked to get the cables undone. "Tate, you know some people are more hot air than anything else. Daniel's brother got him out of jail, not Val's dad. They've put a lockdown on him getting out at all now. It's going to be fine. What else did Mr. Scott threaten you with?"

  "It doesn't matter," I mumbled feeling all of twelve. "It's fine. I'll take care of it."

  "Damn right you will. Sam's father is a lawyer. Go talk to him. He'd represent you any day in a civil suit against that bastard." My mother's voice rose significantly.

  "Mom, it's all good. Don't get worked up, and don't let Val hear you. I just got her to calm down." I picked up the TV and walked to the door. "Don't come into the living room without warning me."

  "Oh Lord." She rolled her eyes and opened the door for me. "I swear, I raised a heathen."

  "Something like that." I chuckled and walked back down the hall. Valentine was sitting on the couch with an old photo album in her lap and a smile on her face. "You find something of interest?"

  She glanced up. "Oh, yeah. You've known Sam for a really long time, haven't you?"

  I put the TV down on the empty stand and started to work at getting it hooked up.

  "All my life. He used to live down the street when we were in preschool, but the neighborhood was much better back then. After his folks finished up college, they got good jobs and moved to a better part of the city." I shrugged. "We never stopped seeing each other. We used to ride our bikes ten miles in the snow just to hang out."

  The sound of her laugh warmed me. "I love it. I'm close to Amy, Katelyn, and Lucinda, but we knew each other from high school. I didn't have too many friends as a kid. My father was running for public office and kept us half-locked up just to make sure we didn't do or say anything that might hurt his chances."

  "Yeah, no offense, but your father's a piece of work." I popped in an old black and white movie and moved to sit beside her on the couch.

  "He's nothing compared to my mother. Had she come to see you, you likely would have shit yourself." She reached up and ran her hand over my back, pressing her fingers into the muscles.

  "I doubt it, but I'm sure I'll get the opportunity to prove my bravery." I bent over and worked to get her boots off before tugging mine off, too. I leaned back and lifted my arm. "Come here and let me hold you."

  She moved toward me, tucking her long legs under her as she cuddled up to my side.

  I pulled a thick blanket from beside me and we worked together to get it around us.

  "I like this," she whispered almost reverently as she looked up at me.

  "Good. I'm not sure how much of the movie we're going to see, but it's a good one. Take my word for it." I leaned down and brushed my lips by hers, teasing her as I let my tongue snake out and lick at her mouth.

  "I don't wanna see the movie." She pressed into another long kiss and ran her hand down my stomach to cup my dick. Her fingernails teased me as I deepened the kiss and let out a long groan against her mouth.

  "Keep it up, and we'll be naked in the bathroom with me taking complete advantage of you and your sexy little body." I ran my fingers through her long hair and gripped a good handful of it tightly before pulling down a little and forcing her to look up at me. "Did you not hear me?"

  She was undoubtedly in the mood to play because her fingers had yet to stop teasing and stroking me. The wicked smile on her face left my heart racing in my chest.

  "Let's go to the bathroom, then." She ran her nose along my jawline, pulling hard against my hold on her hair.

  "You're supposed to be mad at me." I pulled back a little and pressed my hand to the top of hers as I stroked myself with her help.

  "I'm having a hell of a time wanting to stay that way." She moved up to press her lips to my ear. "I wanna taste you."

  A shiver ran through my body and I groaned. The girl was far more than I deserved and way too hot to say no to. What the hell had I been thinking almost letting her go? It was going to be a steep climb to having a healthy relationship with her, but I wanted to give it a go.

  "Get under the covers and get to it then." I smiled as she moved forward and nipped at my mouth.

  "With your mom in the other room? I feel like a wayward teenager again." She lifted her eyebrow at me.

  "Yeah, I know. Feels great, right?" I shoved the blanket back and worked on unbuttoning my jeans as she watched me. I could tell by her breathing that she was slightly panicked over my request. It would only enhance the moment. Fear always did. Some part of me wanted to tell her that my mother would make a hell of a racket coming out of the back to warn us, but I decided against it.

  "Tate." Val touched my chest as I lifted up a little and pulled my jeans over the curve of my ass, leaving my cock on display as the damn thing stood fully erect.

  "What, baby?" I stroked myself once before touching her back with my free hand. "Come here and enjoy yourself. You said you wanted it."

  She glanced up toward the darkened hallway, but started to work her hair into a ponytail anyway. "If we get caught doing this, I'm never coming over here again."

  "We won't. Lay down and take your time with me." I leaned back and slid my hand into the opening at the back of her jeans as she placed soft kisses up and down my shaft. Her skin was silky smooth, and I almost enjoyed touching the top curve of her ass more than the attention she was giving me. She was refined and high class, and I was a poor boy that wanted to be something more just for her.

  "So sexy," she mumbled against the head of my cock before spreading her lips and taking in far more than I thought her possible of doing.

  An arrow of pleasure lodged itself in the center of my groin, and I let out a long growl as I closed my eyes and dropped my head back on the couch.

  Her soft panting and moans as she worked me into a frenzy were enough to drive me over the edge.

  "Baby, wait. I don't want it to be over just yet." I ran my hand up her back and gripped the back of her neck. "It's too damn good to be over."

  "Just come more than once." She flicked her tongue over my swollen, tight flesh as the air left my lungs.

  I nodded and pushed at her head softly. "Yeah, just d
o it. I need it. I need you."

  "Good," she whispered before taking me over the edge.

  I cried out, not caring who was in the other room or what anyone might think. Some part of my heart mended in her tenderness and the way she was willing to take care of me unselfishly.

  She brought me to come three times before snuggling in next to me and kissing the side of my neck over and over again. "I love how you taste."

  "Good. I'm gonna need that often." I smirked and turned to face her. "It's not something I'm used to.”

  "No? I thought you said you had a ton of one-night stands." She moved her knees up and rested them in my lap as I pulled her as close as I could get her.

  "Just a quick fuck and then I'm out. Nothing too intimate." I shrugged, thinking that maybe I should shut up.

  "I understand." She kissed me once more before tucking her face against my neck and letting out a long breath. "I'm staying here tonight. That okay?"

  "Every night would be better, but I'll take tonight, for sure." My heart raced in my chest over the idea of committing fully to the woman in my arms. Could I really live up to anything she might need me to be? It didn't feel like it, but I couldn't shake the thought that regardless of what I was headed into...she would be well worth the effort.

  Chapter 24

  Val

  I woke the next morning with a crick in my neck from being snuggled against Tate all night. My mixed feelings could be dissected later when I had some free time to myself on the basketball court. For now, I was going to try hard to go with the flow and not think about the fear that crept around inside of me. Tate's mood swings were enough to leave me wondering what was coming next, but I wanted a chance at us enough to try to be the calm in the storms he kept coming up against.

  "You awake?" He kissed the side of my head as I glanced up at him.