Free The Neighbor #3 (The Neighbor #3) by Claire Adams Page A

didn’t see his vehicle so I joined Max. I would have sent him a
good morning text, but I couldn’t locate my phone. I assumed it fell out of my
pocket at Ryder’s house over the weekend. It was likely filled with messages
from him. I hoped he didn’t think I was ignoring him.
    “Did you get hydrated? I am sure Ryder has been
tough on you with the all of the golf stuff. It is more strenuous exercise than
many think,” Max said. He looked at his phone. “Class is beginning late this
morning. What did you do to the professor? He must be worn out from his weekend
activities. You would know.”
    “Shut up, Max. Did you notice the new do on
our friend Rozi? I miss the messy ponytail.”
    Corn-rows had replaced her ponytail. The girl
was channeling her inner Bo Derek. The only problem was that there was no
nearby beach. And it was autumn.
    “Maybe a bird got caught in the thing and flew
away with it.”
    The room grew quiet as the dean and another
man walked into the room.
    “What the fuck is going on, Max? Why is the
Dean here and who the hell is the guy with him? I don’t see Ryder anywhere.”
    I thought that perhaps Ryder was ill. I got
nervous because I had just seen him and he appeared well. We didn’t discuss
chemo or cancer at all. There was so much happening with Sammy and Sally that I almost forgot about his illness. What if he had a relapse?
I wished that I had my phone to call him. I hated that I relied on technology
so much. It would have come in handy at that moment.
    “For those of you who do not know me. I am Dean Meadows. I am also known as The Mean Dean .” The others laughed. “I
assure you, I come in peace. Professor Ryder Curran is on leave. I will not get
in to the reasons for his departure. I am here to introduce you to the man who
is going to be teaching human sexuality for the remainder of the semester.
Please meet Professor Allen Flynn.”
    The rest of the semester?
    The Dean walked off and Professor Flynn picked
up where Ryder had left off. I didn’t listen to a word he was saying and
neither did the rest of the class. Professor Flynn was tall, slender, and bald.
He didn’t look like a human sexuality professor.
    “Oh, shit. I was afraid something like this
would happen.” Max squeezed my hand.
    The chatter started immediately and I could
feel all eyes upon me. I suffered through the lecture, not knowing if Ryder was
alive or dead.
    “I am sorry to have met you this way but I
hope to make this a seamless transition. Please take a copy of the revised
syllabus. I am not Ryder Curran but I am sure I can competently fill his
shoes.” He was clearly trying to make the best of his sudden start.
    “He may be able to fill Ryder’s shoes but I
bet he can’t fill you up the same,”
Max said with a laugh in his voice.   I
wanted to throttle him.
    “Max. One more word and I will knee you in the
crotch, and you know I will.”
    I gathered my things and rushed out the door,
hoping to find Dean Meadows before he left. I ran into the hallway.
    “Dean Meadows, may I have a word with you,” I
called out.
    He looked at me though he was expecting me.
    “Come over here, Ms. Walsh. I thought I would
see you soon. Follow me please.”
    I followed him into a vacant classroom.
    “Jenna.” His voice echoed.
    “Yes.” I swallowed hard.
    “You were seen kissing Professor Ryder Curran
while playing Putt-Putt on Thursday evening—”
    Those were the only
words my brain could process before it shut down.

 
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