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Meeting Again

Author: Mia Moans
last update publish date: 2026-05-03 06:33:10

~Bonnie

The blue light of the laptop screen was the only thing keeping me anchored. I stared at the blinking cursor, my fingers hovering over the keys, but the words I was supposed to be typing had long since dissolved into a blur of static.

The door creaked open, not a tentative knock, but the confident, heavy stride of someone who owned every inch of the air she breathed. My mother.

"You’re doing it again," she said, her voice cutting through the silence of the room.

She didn’t wait for an i
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  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    082

    Lucian"Someone is in a good mood."Jensen's voice cut through the noise of the locker room. He was grinning at me from across the bench. His gear was half off and his hair was sticking up in every direction, he looked like he had just fought a bear and won.I shrugged. "I am always in a good mood.""No you are not. You are usually brooding. You are the broodingest person I know.""The broodingest is not a word.""It is now. I invented it. Just for you."I pulled my jersey over my head and tossed it into my bag. My chest was still slick with sweat and the air in the locker room was thick and warm as the smell of chlorine and deodorant and teenage boys filled my lungs. I did not mind it. It was familiar and surprisingly comfortable."Seriously though," Jensen said as h leaned closer then his voice dropped. "What happened? You have been smiling all practice. That is weird. You never smile during."

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    081

    BonnieThe hallway was empty as most students had gone home. The ones who remained were either in the gym or the library or the parking lot. I had told Bianca I needed to go to the bathroom and she had nodded and said she would wait by the front steps. But I did not go to the bathroom. I walked toward the hockey wing... towards the locker room... towards Lucian.I had seen him earlier. He was in the hallway between sixth and seventh period and he looked tired. His hair was messier than usual and his eyes had that distant look that meant he was thinking about something he did not want to talk about. I had wanted to ask him what was wrong. But the bell rang and he walked away and technically I did not follow.But now I was following.The hockey locker room was at the end of the hall. The door was heavy and It had a sign that said players only.Well, I pushed it open anyway.Lucian was sitting on a bench in the middle of t

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    080

    BonnieI could not look at myself in the mirror.There I was standing in the bathroom with my hands on the sink and my head down. The tiles were white and the lights were too bright. A girl I did not know was washing her hands next to me. She glanced at me once and then looked away.I did not blame her. I could not look at myself either.My mother's bed. I had let him touch me in my mother's bed. On the sheets where she slept, where she dreamed about her wedding and her future and the man she thought loved her.What was wrong with me?I was a terrible daughter. In fact the worst daughter. The kind of daughter other mothers warned their children about. I had done things I could never take back. I had let him do things I could never undo. And I kept going back. Kept letting him touch me. Kept telling myself it would be the last time.But it was never the last time.I turned on the faucet and splashed col

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    079

    MarcellusThe first thing I noticed as Ieft my room was that the house was empty.Clarissa had left early for a work meeting. I heard her car pull out of the driveway at seven. The front door closed and her footsteps faded down the steps. Then silence. Just the hum of the refrigerator and the tick of the living room clock and the knowledge that Bonnie was still upstairs.I should have left for school. I should have grabbed my briefcase and my keys and walked out the door. Instead I poured a cup of coffee and sat at the kitchen table and waited.She came down at seven fifteen.Her hair was wet. She had just showered and she was wearing her uniform and I noticed that it stick more to her bod. Her bag was slung over one shoulder and she was looking at her phone.She did not see me at first."Good morning," I said.She looked up and her eyes widened. Just for a second then she recovered."I though

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    078

    MarcellusThe restaurant was Clarissa's choice.She wanted Italian. She wanted candles on the table and wine in her glass and a waiter who called her signora. I did not care about any of that. I cared about Bonnie. Bonnie was sitting across from me and she was in a blue dress that made her collarbones look like something carved from marble and she was pretending to read the menu while her eyes flicked to me and away to me and away constantly.Clarissa was talking. Something about the wedding and about the flowers. Something about the guest list. I nodded when I was supposed to nod and I smiled when I was supposed to smile then seconds later, I reached across the table and held her hand because that was what a good fiancé would do.But my eyes kept drifting.Bonnie looked up and she caught me looking. Her cheeks turned pink instantly then she looked down at her menu again.I was a finished man. That was the only way to d

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    077

    BonnieThe painters arrived at eight in the morning.I heard their truck before I saw it. The rumble of the engine followed by the slamming of doors and voices calling out instructions to each other. I was still in my pajamas when my mother knocked on my door."Bonnie. They are here...the painters.""I know. I heard them.""Can you help them? I have a meeting."She did not wait for an answer. Her footsteps faded down the stairs and the front door opened and closed.I got out of bed and pulled on a pair of old jeans and a t shirt that already had paint stains on it. I twisted my hair into a bun and went downstairs.The hallway was chaos. Buckets of paint lined the walls. Drop cloths covered the floor. Two men were carrying a ladder toward the guest rooms, a woman was taping the edges of the baseboards. The smell of fresh paint hung in the air like a promise and I weirdly liked it."He

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    047

    BonnieI could not bring myself to fall asleep.The clock on my nightstand glowed 1:47 AM and I had been staring at the ceiling for three hours. Watching the shadows shift. Listening to the house settle around me. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Sloane's face. The hate...the blood. The way her b

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    046

    MarcellusI rounded up the last of the paperwork at four o'clock.The school was empty with most teachers gone, students long since fled to their buses and their cars and their after-school lives. I sat in my office with the door closed, staring at the same sentence on the same page, reading it ove

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    045

    BonnieThe house was quiet when we got home.Seems like my mother had taken the day off, her flip flops were out here as I removed mine. I hadn't asked her to. She'd just done it, the way she did things sometimes, without announcement or explanation.She looked back like she was expecting me, proba

  • Hot Professor Is My Step Dad    044

    44BonnieTwo days.That's how long I stayed inside. Two days of drawn curtains and silent phones and the kind of stillness that comes after an earthquake, when the ground has stopped shaking but you're still waiting for the aftershock.Bianca came over and we watched movies, ate popcorn but that d

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