All Chapters of Private Lessons: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked Tristan as soon as I stood in front of him and he immediately flashed me his huge adorable grin."Just hanging out with friends, babe." He replied, coming closer towards me and I glanced at Amanda who was now shooting me daggers through her eyes."I missed you," I whispered, throwing my arms around him and crashed my lips to his. He was completely taken by surprise but kissed me back instantly. We could hear wolf whistles around us from his friends and I pulled back, feeling embarrassed by my actions. God, I wasn't this kind of a person. I used to cringe when people showed PDA and I hated any kind of attention normally but my jealousy was getting out of hand."Damn, I wouldn't mind this kind of greeting every morning." He whispered, placing a small kiss just below my earlobe and I blushed a deep shade of red."Shut up, I gotta get to class." I tried to pull back from his

"So how was it?" Lucy asked as soon as I told her that I had sex with Tristan."It was good." I blushed, looking down at my notebook, trying to avoid her gaze."Just good? Come on, I need more, Ri." She whined, nudging me and I let out a soft sigh."Fine I'll tell you but please keep your voice down," I whispered, looking around the study hall. We were the only ones who were gossiping as everyone else was seriously preparing for the finals which were due next week. I told her everything that happened yesterday and she tried so hard to contain her excitement."Holy fuck! That is so fucking hot. I'm so happy for you." She squealed, clapping her hands loudly and I shushed her immediately."Lucy!" I hissed and she rolled her eyes at my reaction."Relax, babe. Also, you need to start using the pills because sex without condoms is so much more satisfying." She sighed dreamily an

"I still can't believe this. Are you sure you have to leave?" Lucy asked for the millionth time as we were packing and boxing up my stuff. Exams were finally over and we were leaving town today. I wouldn't say I was all better and happy. Everything still hurt like a bitch but I tried to distract myself as much as possible by packing and cleaning up the house. I was really glad that I didn't have to see Tristan at school anymore.He could fucking rot in hell for all I care. "I told you, Lu. Grandma is sick so dad and I are moving away to live with her. She is all alone in Phoenix." I explained with a sad smile and she pouted in response.  "Fine but I still don't understand why you broke up with Tristan. You guys were perfect for each other, babe. He is crazy about you." She jumped on the bed a

Tristan's POV:"Alright, boys. You may leave for the day and I expect to see you all at 6 am sharp tomorrow. Now go hit the showers," I announced to my team and watched them disperse immediately. I let out a huge sigh and made my way towards my office, wiping the sweat off my forehead. Being a football coach was fun yet exhausting at times but I loved my job nevertheless. I felt proud to be coaching my team at my own high school. I threw my sports bag on my shoulder as I was ready to leave for the day. Just as I was about to lock my office, my eyes glanced briefly at the hallway and I noticed a woman, taking to the principal with her back facing towards me. It was a very familiar back and there was a sudden curiosity in me to see this woman's face. She was wearing a wine red dress that hugged every curve of her body and her chestnut brown hair fell below her shoulder in waves. I kept walking towards them, trying to be as casual as

Tristan's POV:I kept driving my car aimlessly that night as my mind was completely fucked up. I was shocked beyond anything when I came to know that Riley had a kid but when she told me that the kid was mine, I almost had a mini heart attack. God, the reason I pushed her away became the opposite ironically and I still couldn't believe that we had a kid. I was a father. Never in my life, I thought I would father a child. I wiped away my tears and hit the brakes, running my fingers through my hair in pain and frustration. I put her through hell because of my immature thinking. She was right. I should have told her the truth and made her decide for herself. I fucked up big time and the fact that she raised our kid all alone was too much for me to bear. I should have been there with her through every fucking step of it. I should have taken care of my girl.