The Professor's Pet (A BDSM Romance Novel) by Crescent Tara

Author:Crescent, Tara [Crescent, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Emily:

Waiting. That was the thing I had done for the last five years. No, longer than that. I’d been waiting for many years.

Waiting to finish my degree; waiting for real life to start. Throwing myself into my work; mostly eschewing guys and relationships and commitments. And now, I was doing it again. Waiting till next Friday, where I could kneel in a hotel room and let Jake have his way with me.

He thought I was impulsive and reckless; in that, he was wrong. I was impulsive, this was true. But I was the furthest thing from reckless. I was a statistician; I evaluated facts. He looked at my going over to his house when I didn’t really know him as an act of crazy recklessness; but I had known what I was doing. I had weighed the pros and the cons; calculated that the odds of Jake being a crazy serial killer were quite low, and I’d then jumped into the deep end of the pool. Life was short; I could get killed crossing the street. I took controlled risks; but I wouldn’t cower in the face of the unknown.

Okay. I was unwilling to get too introspective about Jake. But I’d be damned if I was going to spend the week waiting for him. My errands and chores were done. It was time to start growing some roots in my new city.

I signed up for classes; I’d always wanted to learn French, and there was something comforting about the routine of structured learning. I also joined some Internet groups for people new in town. They were going to a wine tasting on Thursday. I signed up.

***

I didn’t hear from Jake all week. I didn’t expect to; he had made that crystal clear. I spent Tuesday night in front of my TV, gloomily wondering if he was sleeping with someone in Boston, and hating myself for even thinking of him. By the time my wine tasting on Thursday came around, I was thrilled to have something to distract me. I wore a nice black silk top and my jeans, added some pretty shoes; took a cab to the wine bar.

I had fun. I chatted with some people; exchanged phone numbers with a couple of women that seemed good company. Guys I stayed away from. I wasn’t interested; I had Friday evening to look forward to.

The reality was that even though I defiantly had insisted to Jake that I wasn’t going to be celibate while he whored around with whoever he wanted in Boston, that was exactly what I was going to do. I had never been a multiple-partner kind of girl. Even when I was online-dating, I would have only one email conversation going on at one time. I was systematic and sequential that way; this was not an area in my life that I could multi-task.

***

Jake had been true to his word; the hotel had a key for me. I let myself in on Friday evening. Seven exactly. He was on the phone; he grimaced in apology when he saw me; waved me into the bedroom.

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