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car. Oh, and can you please keep her away from me because she gives me a hard-on?”
    I felt my anger course through me and was annoyed that it heightened my already misplaced arousal. I stepped closer, and she backed up hitting the car. The spark that lit her eyes provoked me even further, so I leaned down over her and did something I’d never done before. I threatened a woman. Worse, I threatened a girl.
    “You’re trying my patience, Addison. You need to leave me alone. Get in the fucking car, and go home. Or you won’t like what happens next.”
    Her eyes fell to my mouth and then came back up to meet mine, but instead of fear, which I’d hoped to instill, all I could sense was excitement.
    Excitement and lust. The same emotions that were feeding my own.
    “And if I stay?”
    Before I could stop myself, I snatched a handful of her sports jacket in one of my fists and hauled her in close. Close enough that I could feel her breath against my lips.
    “This is very dangerous, Addison. I’m not another one of your little boys that can be led around by their cock. Now. Leave .”
    I released her and marched back to my house not even waiting to see if she followed my order.
     
    * * *
     
    Oh shit , I thought as I remained where he’d left me, pressed up against my car door. My legs were barely supporting me as my entire body trembled. My pussy was throbbing so hard I could literally feel each perverted pulse.
    One, two, three.
    I cupped myself, tightening my thighs around my fingers. Christ . He was so fucking intense.
    Exactly what I wanted. Exactly what I needed.
    I replayed his words and bit my bottom lip before removing my hand and walking around to the driver’s side.
    When I passed by his house, I spotted him through his front window. I zeroed in on him and saw the frustration from seconds earlier still evident on his face.
    I continued my secret perusal and witnessed something I knew he wouldn’t have wanted me to. Him—unbuckling and unzipping his jeans.
    I didn’t care what Mr. McKendrick said ; his body was calling for me, and I couldn’t help but respond.
     
    * * *
     
    Present…
     
    “Addison? Addison. It’s time for your meds.”
    The woman standing in the light blue scrubs is analyzing me as I sit on the old, broken-down couch in the common room.
    “Addison?”
    I wonder what she thinks of me—Slut? Skank? Whore?
    It’s ironic. Before coming here, I wouldn’t have cared what she thought because I would’ve known I was perfect.
    Not anymore.
    According to them, I’m broken and in need of healing— less than perfect.
    “Your meds. Here.” She passes me a small plastic cup with my pills. I take it from her as the TV switches stories.
    Tick, tick, tock.
    I’ve been waiting all afternoon for the news to come on just to see if it will be mentioned. Usually, I’m ushered out by now. Either sent back to my room or to see Doc, but someone must have forgotten because I’m still sitting here and it’s…
    Tick, tick, tock.
    Time.
    I see the anchorman appear, and a few seconds later, his picture flashes across the screen.
    Oh God. It feels like forever since I’ve seen that face.
    I drop the pills and slide off the couch to crawl toward the TV. I kneel and place my fingers on the screen. Trying to touch, trying to reach him. Tears are sliding down my cheeks as the man on the TV continues talking about the “missing teacher.”
    When I’m dragged from the room, all I can hear is, “As of tonight, there’s still no word on his whereabouts.” 
    Tick, tick, tock.
     

 
    Chapter Five
     
    Past…
     
    Unlike most sports, Miss Shrieve scheduled our hurdle practices in the mornings. That way, we avoided the heat, and more likely, the boys.
    The morning after being spotted at Mr. McKendrick’s house, I made my way across the field to where the other girls were starting to arrive. They all waved as I stopped and dropped my bag onto the ground. Pulling an elastic band from my pocket, I tipped my