#LUCKY (The Empire Series Book 2) Read Free Page A

question.
    "No. I genuinely want to know, A stór. If it'll make ya feel better, I'll go first. I am a professor over at Beckley College, where I teach Integrated Marketing Communications. I've been there five years, I have an amazing 401k, I have my own parking spot, and I don't sleep with any of my students; unless, they beg me. Just kidding. Are you impressed yet?" Declan had a dubious and yet charming way about himself. She could totally see how his students would fall head over heels for him.
    "Strangely yes. Beckley just so happens to be my number one client. I run the Fashion and Style section for Empire Magazine. Seems we have a lot in common. See, while you are beating your female students away, I am persuading them to keep coming through your door. I could, very well, be the demise of your career if you don't watch yourself. Just remember, when you see a hot twenty something in your classroom, she probably got there because of the excellent publicity I offer your current employer."
    "Is that so, A stór? I'll have to keep that in mind the next time I have a young coed trying to flash me her panties while crossing her legs. I try not to look, but sometimes they don't even try to cover up." Covering his mouth as to whisper in my ear, "sometimes they don't even wear panties, eeks."
    His face was hilarious. It reminded her of her father's when he got really uncomfortable talking about periods, pads, and tampons – awkward. Her Dad would have liked Declan; she could just tell.
    "You don't say. Well, I will be sure to weed out the pretentious sorority girls next time, and only focus my marketing skills to the less attractive. I can see it now." Spreading her hands across the skyline, "Come to Beckley, but not if you are exceptionally good looking and enjoy showing off your hoo-ha to extremely handsome English professors.” Is that too aggressive? Do you think I should tone it down a bit?
    Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but she couldn't stop thinking of being Declan's student. Sitting front row, short skirt, slowly and methodically crossing and uncrossing her legs –sans panties of course. She would watch him gnaw on his pencil just waiting for class to be over so he could take her over his desk and spank her with his ruler. Wait, do teachers even have pencils and rulers anymore. Anyway. I digress. It was inevitable, every single student, teacher, porn scenario raced through her head.
    Before he could even address her last comment, the alerts on her phone began to chime.
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    C ory : I'm so sorry, baby. It was just one time, I swear. It'll never happen again.
    The sad part was, this wasn't the first time. Cory's infidelities had been on her radar in full force almost a year into their relationship. He started to get phone calls in the middle of the night, taking unscheduled trips, even coming home with lipstick on his collar. She brushed it off for years, because she loved him and thought it was just a phase. She was an idiot to think it would pass.
    Once she caught on to his infidelities, she hopped on birth control, made him wear a condom whenever they did have sex, which wasn’t very often, and got tested regularly. He had no clue that she was on birth control, so she asked him to wear a condom. Her excuse was, "we are too young to have kids right now. Let's not take a chance." He didn't seem to mind and, in fact, she thought he liked that she brought it up instead of him. Reason number five million why she should never have stayed with him.
    He mistook her kindness for weakness and now, she didn't give a shit how he felt. She had hit her limit on feeling used and abused by his actions. She wasn't going to stand for it anymore. He had crossed a line, and his actions were unforgiveable.
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    C ory : Baby, please say something. Why don't you come over to my apartment so we can talk this through?
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    R eason number six million why she should have left sooner; he had his own apartment. They had been together for