Chapter Eleven | Nick

"Talia?" I dart my gaze left and right as I pass each aisle, having lost her two minutes ago. Where the hell did she go?

It's the second to last day of Spring Break, and with nothing else on my agenda, I decided to visit Talia and take her to go get some fabric for her designs. So we hopped in my car and went to Joanna's Fabric and Craft store. After telling her to pick out whatever she thought she'd need though, I lost her.

When I finally find her, she's standing on her tippy toes trying to reach a mint green fabric that's on a high shelf. She manages to grip it by the edge with her fingers before getting a good grip on it then standing back firmly in her feet. With the shopping cart in front of me, I push it towards her direction and brace myself.

She looks beautiful today. Teal sweatshirt, teal shorts, and white sneakers and her hair is covered by a white cap. She doesn't dress to impress and that's so sexy to me.

"How much do you need of that?" I ask. She's been getting a few yards so far.

She looks up at me, then back at the fabric, then back at me. "I'm not sure. Can I get the whole thing?"

I reach out my hand, running my fingers along the fabric. It's soft and it's a nice color, but that's as far as my knowledge goes. "Of course."

"Thank you," She grins. "This is the perfect color for the dress I have in mind."

"And now you have a brand new sewing machine to complete it." The moment I saw her sewing machine all chipped and dirty, I already made up my mind to get her a new one and that's the first thing we placed inside the cart.

"I'm gonna pay you back." Talia insists, as she places the mint fabric into the shopping cart.

"No, you won't." I ignore her and start pushing towards the check out line.

"You can't just buy me a new sewing machine and a ton of fabric and expect me not to pay you back." She tells me. "Do you have any idea how expensive fabric cost?"

"Doesn't matter. You want it so I'm getting it for you." I tell her, stopping at the register. I place the new sewing machine and fabrics on the conveyor belt and watch as the cashier scans the items. The total is about a hundred dollars, which compared to other women I've dated and taken shopping, this was nothing.

I push Talia's hand down before the cashier can take her credit card and give her mine instead.

"Nick!" Talia groans.

I ignore her and punch in my pin number. The cashier starts to bag our items and Talia takes the sewing machine and grumbles something about me being controlling before stalking out the door.

I laugh as I watch her make her way to my car and grab the fabrics she left behind for me to carry.

"You two are a sweet couple." The cashier says, capturing my attention. She thought we were a couple?

Something warm washes over me and I realize I like that idea, I like it a lot.

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I tilt my head as a thank you to the bartender who sets my drink in front of me. I pick up the shot of whiskey, bringing it to my lips before tilting my head back and taking the shot to the head. The liquid burns as it goes through my throat and settles onto my chest. I slam the glass down on the bar before motioning for the bartender to bring me another.

After spending most of the day with Talia, I dropped her off home and decided that I needed to get laid. After tomorrow night we'd be back in school and there was no pretending we weren't who we are. I needed someone, preferably someone at least five years older to make me forget about the one woman I want but can't have.

I turn around in my seat, scanning the crowded room, looking for someone who catches my eyes. The room is filled with lots of beautiful women but none of them are her.

Stop it, Nick.

I shake my head hoping to clear my thoughts before standing up from my seat. I was going to have to make my way around the room if I had any hopes of finding someone tonight. Though, if I'm being honest, it doesn't take much effort on my part for women to notice me.

There's a brunette wearing a short pink dress that catches my attention and I start to make my way over to her when someone bumps into me, spilling their drink on my shoes.

There's a gasp. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry."

Shit, I knew that voice.

"It's okay."

Talia looks up at the sound of my voice and her eyes go wide when she sees me.

"Nick? What are you doing here?" She's still holding two glasses of what I can only assume is tequila which we both know damn well she isn't old enough to drink.

"I can ask you the same thing Talia." I reply before taking one of the drinks out of her hand. She starts to protest but I already knock back the drink.

"This is definitely not water."

"And it definitely wasn't for you." She glares at me.

"What are you doing here?" I ask again, trying to distract myself from the plunging neckline of her black dress or the way her nipples are evident through the thin material.

"What do people usually do here Nick? It's the last Saturday of Spring Break so I'm trying to have some fun."

"I thought you said you were going to start working on your dresses." I arched a brow at her.

"Well that was before Simone called me and invited me out."

The last thing I needed was one of my students seeing me here.

"Do I need to remind you that this is a twenty-one and over club?"

"I am twenty-one, at least if you ask the nice security guard who flirted with me." She smirks. "What are you doing here anyways?"

"I needed a drink to clear my head." Of you. But I don't add that.

"Well, I'm not here to ruin your night. Just pretend I'm not here." Talia tells me before she goes off in the direction that she started in before we bumped into each other.

Everything inside of me is telling me to go after her, but I ignore it and keep heading from the brunette in the pink dress.

I came here to forget Talia so that's exactly what I planned to do.

It only takes about ten minutes for me to realize that forgetting Talia was impossible. Now that I know she's in here it's like I can sense her all around me.

I have the brunette in front of me-Gabi- I think her name is and she's even more beautiful up close. Long black hair, dark brown eyes and long lashes. She's obviously into me but I can't seem to get past wondering where Talia is to show her the same attention. It isn't until she's walking off with a scoff and a roll of her eyes that I realize that she's leaving.

I should feel bad, but my only focus seems to be on the one person who I came here trying to forget.

I scan the large room to find her dancing with Simone, the pale skin girl with curly black hair and dark brown eyes who is also one of my students, but my eyes are on Talia

She's swaying her hips seductively from side to side, which makes men crowd around her, their eyes glued to her body as she moves to the rhythm of the music.

I watch as Simone allows herself to be led off by one of their admirers before focusing back on Talia. She's smiling, clearly enjoying the attention and that just pisses me off. She shouldn't be dancing like that for anyone but me.

One of the guys takes a step out of the group to approach her and that's my cue to move in. I don't know if she'd actually agree to dance with him, but I wasn't going to wait around to find out.

I stride across the room, making sure to keep my eyes on her as I practically shove my way across the room to where she is. As if sensing me coming, she turns her head and I take pleasure in seeing her eyes widen when she sees me.

I don't wait for her to argue before I pull her body to mine until she's flushed against me, her nipples pressed against my chest.

"What are you doing?" She asks as she tries to push away from me.

"I didn't like it." I tell her, gripping onto her tighter so she couldn't leave.

"Like what?"

"The way those guys were staring at you."

"And how were they staring at me?"

"Like they want to take you home." I growl, just hating the idea of her alone with any man.

"And what's so wrong about that?"

"I doubt they would look at you like that if they knew how old you were." I remind her.

"It doesn't feel like you mind how old I am." Talia replies, pushing herself more into me and I know she can feel how hard I am.

I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from groaning. "Talia." I warn.

"Come on," she wraps her arms around my neck. "This is what you came over here for right?" She slides her hands down my chest to my abs then back up again and my body comes alive underneath her touch.

"You need to stop." I try to make myself sound stern but Talia just continues, turning her body around so that her back is pressed against my front. She continues dancing, dropping low before sliding back, purposely rubbing her ass against my hard on.

"Doesn't feel like you want me to stop Nick." She taunts me as she turns back around to face me.

Fuck me.

Before I can think, before I can tell myself all the reasons I shouldn't, I lean down and crash my lips against Talia's, my tongue sweeping in. The sound she makes urges me on and I press her even closer to me and devour her lips. This is better than what I remembered. Her lips are soft like a feather, plump, warm and taste like cherries. I pull back only when I hear her whimper and I study her lips to see them swollen from our kiss.

I watch her face, looking for regret or maybe even disgust, but there's none. Instead, she brings a finger to her lips and grins.

"Took you long enough." Talia replies. I can't help but smile as I shake my head before capturing her lips once again. This time the kiss is slower but I still feel the need to consume her.

"Let's go." I tell her, reaching for her hand before leading her towards the exit.

"Where are we going?" She asks, allowing me to lead her out the door.

"I really need to be alone with you. We don't have to do anything you don't want to, but I need to get you out of here before I beat the shit out of every man here for staring at what's mine.

"Okay." She giggles, looking rather proud of herself.

She likes knowing she gets to me.

I pull her until we reach outside, the cool air of the night washes over us and I take in a lungful, desperate for some fresh air after being inside the crowded room for the last two hours.

"How did you get here?" I ask her, walking over to where I parked my car.

"Simone picked me up."

"Text her and tell her you were feeling tired so you called an Uber."

I watch as she does so without arguing before bringing her to my car. She reaches for the handle but before she could pull the door open I spin her around and press her against the door before lowering my mouth to hers. A small gasp leaves her lips granting me access inside of her mouth and I sweep my tongue inside, happy when hers meet mine and begin battling for dominance. I press her arms to her side and kiss her harder until she whimpers her submission and lets me control the kiss. The sexy little sound she makes reverberates through my body and I have to fight the urge to take her right here and now. I remind myself I have to go slow with her and break the kiss.

Her eyes slowly flutter open and her chest moves up and down as she tries to get her breathing under control.

"That should hold me until we get back to my place."

Remi giggles, looking flushed before turning and opening the door and letting herself inside.

Seeing the way the fabric of her dress outlined the curve of her perfect ass, I curse underneath my breath and sent a silent prayer that I would be able to keep my eyes on the road and keep my hands to myself.

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