Bad Influence by K. A. Mitchell

Author:K. A. Mitchell [Mitchell, K. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 18742420
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2014-04-15T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

“I need a drink.” Silver pushed away from Zeb’s small kitchen table.

Silver couldn’t believe this. They were actually looking at the social studies workbook. Like the kiss and the conversation last night hadn’t happened. As if Silver had really wanted to talk about what a bunch of dead guys did and why the fuck anyone would care.

“Help yourself. Glasses are in the cabinet to the left of the sink. Grab anything you want from the fridge.” Zeb stayed plastered to his seat with the workbook in front of him.

Okay, so Silver had set things up to go exactly like this. Sort of. He’d wimped out on the phone, gone to something a bit more subtle than Let’s go to your place and fuck. Because until last night, he’d never felt like he had so much of himself on the line if he asked that question.

And dammit, now he couldn’t figure out if fucking was ever going to be on the table—literally was fine with Silver—next to the lame-ass workbook. He’d been pretty sure Zeb was flirting last night, that the kiss had been more than hey-nice-to-see-ya. But Zeb had been the one to end it all last time, and Silver needed something more obvious to be sure they were on the same page.

Silver took out a plain glass from the cabinet. The restaurant got fancier stuff for a quarter a pop. Nothing special on the glass, not even an indented base. Like Zeb’s apartment. Not dirty or rundown, it just wasn’t anything. Beige walls, beige carpet. The kind of place you rent when you don’t plan to be there long.

Oh.

“So how long does the summer camp run?”

“Six weeks. Plenty of time before school starts again.”

“You’re going to stick around here then?”

Zeb’s back stiffened. After a moment, he turned to look at Silver. “Unless I hear otherwise. From the school district. Or from you.”

Silver shook his head. Realizing he’d been pathetically eager, he added, “Live where you want. When do you get to hear if you still have a job?”

“They can decide not to renew my contract right on up until school starts in August.”

“That sucks.”

“It’s all part of the fun of summer as a teacher. No pay and no job security.”

“All that and brat kids too? Why would anyone do it?”

Zeb did that half-smile thing. “I guess it’s one of those things you just know is right for you.”

The expression on his face was hard to read—or maybe Silver was afraid to read it. He opened the fridge—orange juice, cranberry juice, a pitcher of iced tea. After nudging the door shut, he filled his glass from the tap and took a couple swallows before looking over at Zeb. He’d turned back to the table, and he could have been examining the workbook, but Silver didn’t think it held Zeb’s attention. There was something about the way he sat, spine straight, shoulder blades drawn together. Like he was waiting for something.

Silver hadn’t waited at all the first go-round. The moment

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