Page 43 of Bait

I just nod, in shock.

“You have to finish school, and youhaveto go to college in the fall. Wherever you go, though, I’ve got free access to arrange a transfer, so you go to school where youwantto go, and I’ll be there no matter what.”

I nod eagerly, grinning from ear-to-ear.

“Anything else?”

“Aside from the whole forever and sickness and health and all that shit?” He grins. “Nope.”

“Can I please just fucking say yes now?”

Oliver chuckles, nodding. “Whenever you—”

“YES!”

I shriek, leaping into his arms and peppering his face with kisses.

“I thought we were here so you could ask—”

“I already did,” he winks. “Your parents and I met last week, while you were cramming for that Shakespearean Lit test.” He grins. “They like me, you know.”

“Told youthey would,” I grin, poking him in the arm before I melt into him and kiss him slowly as the world melts away around us.

“You know,” he murmurs, pulling away. “They might start to like me a little bit less if I keep making out with their teenaged daughter in their driveway.”

I laugh, kissing him again.

“Well,Ithink you should keep kissing me.”

He grins. “How about for now, we go tell your parents, and later, I kiss youeverywhere.” He purrs the last word out, and I shiver, heat pooling between my legs.

“IguessI can do that,” I sigh.

“Alright, in we go,” he chuckles. I lace my fingers in his, and we start to walk up to the big grand front entrance, when he suddenly stops and pulls me back.

“Oh, one more thing though.”

“Yeah?”

His eye flash something wicked as he holds my gaze.

“After we say hello in there, I want you to go to the bathroom, take your panties off, and bring them back to me.”

My face goes red, and a teasing shiver ripples across my skin.

“Okay,” I whisper heatedly.

“Okay?”

“Yes.”

Oliver grins at me, fire in his eyes as they lock onto mine.

“Yes…what, Ms. Penworth.”

A low whimper escapes my lips, and I swallow back the heat as my panties instantly get wet.

“Yes, Professor,” I whisper.

His lips find mine, and he kisses me slow and deep, and everything else just fades away.

The End.