schedule to work out that way, and she was taking only three
classes instead of five. It was going to be a welcome break.
She could actually enjoy her last year instead of stressing so
much because she was taking a full course load.
Looking out over the placid water, Haley was nearly blinded
by the bright sun sparkling off the surface. Boats zipped
around on the horizon, people enjoying their almost summer
already. Most of the places out here were probably vacation
houses, and it was the weekend. The sound was always busier,
she’d noted, on Saturdays.
Getting into a routine, are we? Don’t get too comfortable.
Ha. Fat chance that’s ever going to happen. There was no way
she was going to go into Claire’s bedroom again, or into her
office, without her there. Haley wasn’t afraid of Claire. She
was more afraid of herself. She was afraid of what would
happen. She was scared that whatever did happen, she’d like
it.
She wasn’t even going to start asking herself what she was
to Claire. They were doing something they shouldn’t be doing
and she’d basically goaded Claire into it both times. Haley had
never felt so out of control. Actually, she’d never felt half of
what she’d felt with Claire in her bedroom or in that office
before. She needed time to gather her courage.
Claire didn’t want her to touch her. She was apparently fine
with giving pleasure, but what about receiving it? Haley didn’t
want what they were doing to be so one sided. The next time
they did anything, it wasn’t going to be just about her. She
might not be good at punishment or whatever Claire liked, but
she could learn. And she could sure as hell do other things.
She wanted to get beneath Claire’s hard exterior. Get under the