6 XAVIER

6 XAVIER

Cameron laughs over the phone. “Come on, Xavier. You have to admit that you love the fucking attention that those young ladies give you.”

I scowl as I pull into my parking space. “Girls. Children. Some of those students are under eighteen. I am far from being a fucking creep, Cam. Besides, those girls all look the same. Nothing but a bunch of fake blondes and fake noses.”

“Don't forget the fake tits.” Cameron teases.

“Like I said, not interested. I just want someone who's a little more real.” I respond leaning back in my seat as he talks.

“So no one from town, then?”

“My point exactly. Anyways, I have to let you go. I'm going to get these exams graded so I can update everyone's grades and be officially done for the year.”

“Aw man. I thought we would be able to hang out tonight at Raindrops.”

I bite my bottom lip in thought. “Honestly, Cam. I would love nothing more. I could use a good fuck tonight, at the very least. But I have to get those exams done. I dont want to deal with my dad breathing down my neck any longer than i fucking have to.”

He sighs on his end. “Please tell me you are blocking his number for the summer.” he pleads.

I laugh lightly. “Yeah, I definitely thought about that. But I don't wanna be a dick to him, either. No matter how much he fucking deserves that shit. I did tell him I was really busy for the summer.”

He snickers on his end. “And you expect that to deter him from bothering you on a daily basis?”

“No, to be honest I don't. But he is going on a family vacation to the Bahamas for the next two months. He leaves tomorrow night. We are meeting for brunch. No doubt we will end up arguing and then he’ll blame me for his vacation being ruined.” I joke.

“Well, I do hope that you enjoy those exams. Oh, and have fun fucking your hand instead of some rich girls pussy.” he teases before hanging up before i can respond.

What an asshole.

Part of me does wish I didn't have to worry about my dad breathing down my neck. In his eyes, he expects me to have finished grading all two hundred exams before I left the university. 

I did start grading them. 

My first class started at eight in the morning. 

My fourth and final class of the school year ended at three in the afternoon.

I stayed at my desk for hours., only getting up to get a snack or use the bathroom.

I stayed at the university until ten in the afternoon, wanting to finish, trying to finish.

But I could not.

I managed to grade about one hundred and fifty of the exams. As much as I wanted to stay there and finish the remaining fifty exams, I wanted food more. The on campus dining hall had closed at seven. I would much rather come home and cook myself a quick dinner than order food there. Besides, it would give me a little break from those monstrous essays.

As I go to get out of my car, I notice an unfamiliar car parked next to mine. It's a silver honda, with a little bit of chipped paint.

I know all of the cars that should be parked here.

Maybe it's someone's friend?

But we have designated visitors parking.

And then I saw her.

She's small.

Really small.

And the most beautiful fucking person i have ever fucking seen.

Her hair is a beautiful shade of red, her skin pale. Her cheeks are defined, her lips full.

And her body?

Fuck.

She's an absolute dream.

Every fucking part of her.

From her thin waist, to her round ass and large breasts.

She's standing by the silver car that is next to mine, her phone in hand. She's standing by the trunk of her car, eyebrows furrowed as she looks down at the phone in her hand.

Suddenly, she turns her head and meets my eyes.

Fuck, i look like some kind of fucking creep right now. 

Fucking hell.

Way to go, Xavier.

I shake my head at myself before grabbing my briefcase and phone. In one hand, the remaining exams in the other I open my car door and slide out of the car, dropping my keys onto the floor.

A beautiful laugh fills the air, calling to me like a siren's song. 

My head snaps up to look at her.

“Here, let me get those for you,” she says, leaning forward to grab my keys from the floor.

Giving me the perfect view of the tops of her breasts.

She bends back to her normal height and goes to pass them to me.

My hands are full, my briefcase and phone in one hand, and the remaining stack of exams in the other hand.