Thalia
I stood there for a moment wondering if I had imagined what I had seen in their eyes the seconds they turned to me. It was a split second but I was damn sure I saw their eyes lit up. Yes, their eye color was different. I was close enough to see it even though it disappeared in the next seconds. “Thalia,” Cross said my name. A shiver ran through my body. I tried to shake off the thought of their eye situation earlier. It might have been my eyes deceiving me. “I came to see Professor Lucas.” I managed to say. “Yes, come into my office.” He said and I was about to do that when Cross stopped me. “No, she can’t. I told you to see me in my office.” “Yes, But he asked for me first. I had his class this morning. Once I am done, I will come over to your office if you can point me in that direction.” I told him. It kind of felt weird to stand outside of my professor’s office, addressing the two of them as “Professors” when they both made me beg for more during our intense, steamy nights. “I refuse to be a second choice. You are coming with me.” Was he serious? Did he realize that his choice of words wasn’t very professorial? Before I could say anything, Lucas started talking. “And who told you that you were a choice in the first place? I don’t know how you got the job or what you are up to but I hope you stay clear off my part and don’t get in my way. Stay away from me and everything mine unless you want trouble.” Lucas warned him before I could respond to what he said. I opened my mouth to speak again but was interrupted by Cross. “Everything yours? Like I give a fuck about you or what belongs to you. I should warn you to stay away from everything that is mine.” They turned to each other and started yapping at each other. I realized two things. They know each other and they hate each other. Well, could it get any worse? “I don’t know what you guys are fighting for but can you do it after I leave, professors?” I let out, loudly enough to be heard above what they were saying. They turned to me and I waited for their eyes to flame up again but nothing happened. I must have imagined it the first time. I looked at both of them and decided it would be best if we could just talk things out right now. It was clear now that they both called me for the same reason and whether it was bad or good, it would be best to deal with them once. “On second thought. Can we have the conversation here? I am sure you both have something to tell me and we know it’s not related to my studies.” They both looked at me in confusion and looked at each other. “Why would you want him to be in my office when we talk?” Lucas asked me. I let out a sigh. “Can we talk inside? You damn well know we shouldn’t be talking outside. Do you think it’s right for a student to be seen out with their professors?” I asked them. That seemed to get them to finally listen. Lucas opened his office and ushered me in. I entered and waited for both of them to enter. I tried to calm my heart down but it was no use. My anxiety level was at an all-time high and I knew there was no fixing it until I spilled the secret and got away from them. “What do you have to tell us?” Cross asked, folding his hands over his chest. For a moment, I was distracted by how ripped he looked even though he was wearing a suit. I swallowed and looked at Lucas. He was just as ripped and gorgeous. God. What did I get myself into? “I have a boyfriend.” I blurted out. I don’t know why I thought that was a good idea and they seemed not to like it. “Since when? The last time we met you said you were single.” Lucas said and that got Cross’s attention. “You met with him? Scrap that, why do you suddenly have a boyfriend?” He asked me. I sighed. I already started the lie. I should just continue. There’s no reason to keep seeing them as they were off-limits. “Wait, is it that boy that couldn’t keep his hand off you earlier?” Lucas asked me. He looked mad. Yeah, Steve. He already asked me out so technically, I wasn’t lying. I could walk out of here and tell him that I accept him and we will start dating. It was safe. It was the normal option. It was way better than being attracted to not just one but two of my professors. “Don’t answer that.” Lucas said before I could speak. “I don’t understand what’s going on here. What did you do with him?” Cross asked me. “What do you mean what did she do with me?” Lucas growled. I sighed deeply. I needed to put an end to this soon. “I slept with both of you. You on day one and you on day two.” I blurted out. The silence in the room after I said the words was loud. Not one word was said for two hot minutes. Yes, I counted the seconds. It was Cross who broke the silence. “You shouldn’t have slept with him but I didn’t have control over you then but from this moment on, you can’t see him or have a repeat of what happened. I won’t allow it.” I couldn’t believe what he just said. I tried to tell him to fuck off but was interrupted by Lucas. “Are you out of your mind? I should be telling her that. Whatever happened with you two will not repeat itself under my watch. I won’t allow it.” He thundered. Did they completely forget the fact that I had a boyfriend? Okay, I know that’s a lie but still. They were acting like I didn’t just tell them I was in a relationship. “You are out of your mind. She is my mate and I refuse to share her with you.” My eyes widened when Cross spoke. Did he really say what I just heard? I was still trying to process what he said when Lucas responded. “Bloody liar. She is my mate!” Mate? What the fuck were they both talking about? I am no one’s mate and mating is for shifters. Unless they are both, my eyes widened when it started to click. The marks. The fucking marks. My bag fell off my hand and both hands flew to my mouth.Thalia “You are a slut.” The tiny nagging voice in my head judged me. I lost count of how many times it has judged me in the past week. Not like I disagreed with her or anything. If I am being honest. I might be a slut. Yeah, why else would I have slept with two different men on two different nights within a week? Scrap that, within two nights! It still felt like a surreal experience for me and if I didn’t have the marks on the bridge between my neck and shoulder, I would have concluded that I dreamt it. “It wasn't a dream. It really happened.” I whispered as I put the finishing touches to my makeup. It was the first day of the new school year and honestly, I just want this year to run through so that I will be in my finals. I am so tired of school and just want to run away but I can’t do that. “You can’t afford to not graduate.” I told myself. If I ever don't graduate, I am damn sure my parents will disown me. They have been hinting at it for years now. The only thing still
Thalia I looked away and swallowed, trying to clear the lump that formed in my throat. Fucking hell, my new professor is one of my lovers. What in the world? I spared him a lot again and he was still looking directly at me. fuck, he remembers me. I looked away again and tried to get my heart to stop beating fast. I hoped to meet him again after the night we had but I never thought it would be like this. At my school. I didn’t want him to be my professor because that would make him off-limits. The school has a rule that students and professors can’t date as long as the student still attends classes within the school. I didn’t want him to be off-limit. Lucas. I finally know his name but at what cost? “Lia, the professor is talking to you.” I heard Emily whisper and I looked toward the front. He smiled and my heart skipped multiple beats. Holy fuck. This wasn’t part of my plan today. “I am sorry, sir, can you please repeat what you said? I was a little distracted.” Good, Thalia, g
Thalia “I am sorry sir,” I said, bowing my head. The last thing I want right now is to be in my new professor’s bad book. “See me in my office after class, Miss Thalia. Sit down.” “But sir,” I stopped whatever I was about to say and took my seat. Bloody hell, it wasn’t looking good for me. Maybe I should have stayed at home today. I made a mistake already and it was just the first day of the school year. I really can’t afford to be on a lecturer’s bad side. I don’t want a bad grade because of spite. I let out another sigh and listened as he introduced the course outline for the semester. Each time I look in his direction, I always catch him looking at me. “Maybe you are just paranoid.” The tiny voice in my head whispered. Maybe I was seeing things that weren't there. He might not even remember me. The thought of him not remembering me kind of made me feel sad but if he doesn’t remember me then why did he single me out? He didn't ask any other students to introduce themsel
Thalia “Please, please, please.” I pleaded, wishing for it all to be a dream. It would be better if the whole of today was some kind of dream. I don’t want the men to be off-limits. Not when I wanted a repeat of what happened. Not when my body craves to be touched and taken by them again. “Thalia? Are you okay?” He called my name out loud. Fuck, he remembers my name. But doesn’t he think the other student will find it weird that he knows my name when it was just his first day? Hell, I have better things to be worried about. “Steve drop your phone while I am talking.” He said before I could respond to his question. I realized that he didn’t actually remember my name, he just knew the names of the students in his class and probably their faces too since he could tell who Steve the Course rep was. “I am sorry sir,” Steve said out loud. “Thalia still looks out of it. I know that I am hot but you don’t have to look so taken by me.” My mouth opened and closed in shock. The class