mistake. “Will you consider me more than a student when this semester ends?”
“Maybe.” He strode over to the front door and opened it. “If you pull up your grades, we’ll talk.”
“We will?” She cocked her head to the side. When did he change his mind?
“Even if we get involved outside of the classroom, I’ll continue to hold you accountable for your actions, physically.” Matthews leaned against the door frame. “You decide if you can handle a relationship with me.”
“Do you spank all your students?” She felt a bizarre mix of arousal and irritation at his statement. Will he spank me for the rest of my life?
“I wouldn’t have a job if I spanked all of them.” He gestured her through the door.
Devon took a step forward, then looked over her shoulder. She had a smart remark on the tip of her tongue.
“You feel better, but your body is not ready for the punishment I have in store.” He swatted her once across her butt and she squeaked.
“Are you are going to punish me for last night even though I almost died?” Devon shook her head as bits and pieces from last night came back to her. One of the guys had asked if she called out for Matthews and the attack stopped immediately. What if I hadn’t said his name?
“I’m going to punish you for last night because you almost died.” He cupped her chin. “You can ask me questions later, but for now, go home.”
“I figured you would beg me to move in here after the horrible choices I made last night,” she huffed as her fear of having to leave peeked through.
“I suspect if you and your attitude move in, you’ll never sit down comfortably. Begging is not an option. If I think you’re safer here, it will happen.” Matthews dropped his hand but didn’t move back.
“You can’t make decisions for me.” A burst of rage flew through her thoughts. “I’m not yours!” Devon clenched her hands into fists then moved back, unsure why she felt so mad. I want to be his, so why am I so angry?
“You’re acting very odd. First you’re surprised I didn’t tell you to stay here, then you get upset at the idea of me demanding you to. What do you want?” He ran his hands through his hair as if frustrated, then looked down at her.
“If you hadn’t found me, I’d be dead.” Devon burst into tears and covered her eyes with her hands. “Those assholes… hurt me!”
“When you asked me if I was going out to find your friend’s pack, you were very close to the truth. It kills me that I can’t rip those punks apart, but their alpha and I have a deal. I can’t explain it now, but I promise you all I want to do is find them and make them pay for what they did.” He drew her to him and took her hands in his. “I don’t want you to go, but it’s not a good idea for you to stay here.”
“Why not?”
Matthews tilted his head towards her elbow and licked a long line up to her wrist. He brought it up to his mouth and pressed it against his lips. “I want to taste you and it’s driving me crazy.”
Devon felt her eyes go wide but despite his strange desire, she found herself aroused and it suppressed her anger. “I love garlic.” The likelihood of him actually being revolted by a bulb made her giggle.
“You’re adorable.” Matthews dropped her hand and moved back. “Do you really want to spend the night?”
“Yeah. I’d rather be here than alone in my house.”
“You can have the guest room again, but you need sleep… You will feel better in the morning…”
Devon stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you for letting me stay again. Good-night.”
She smiled when he tapped the top of her nose with his finger, then planted a kiss there. “Good-night, Devon.”
Chapter Three
Devon looked over at the kitchen again and sighed. She had returned home after two nights away and found out both roommates had also gone off campus but would be back tomorrow. She tried to stay in her room and work
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