Chapter 365 Jealousy
Professor Evans jabbed a finger at me. "You gotta use that brain of yours more. Don't let it just sit there."
I felt my face heat up from embarrassment. "So, what's the plan? We can't just let her get away with it."
With two years of Jenny's scheming to endure, I wondered if Brad would survive. Jenny was a pro at playing dirty, making everything a hassle.
Professor Evans said, "This project is double the workload of the last one with FutureVision. Brad can't handle it alone, even if he works around the clock."
"So?" I asked, trying to tug at his sleeve, but he dodged and dusted it off like I had cooties.
Professor Evans was clearly enjoying himself, either scolding me or making me anxious, just to see me squirm.
He said, "So, he needs a team."
A team? I thought I got what he meant. Professor Evans was always a step ahead.
"So." My mood lifted like a cloud parting after a storm. "Professor Evans, I've got experience with this stuff. Joining the team makes sense, right?"
"You sly dog." Professor Evans patted Brad's shoulder, looking pleased. "Get ready. I'll try to get the office set up on campus."
"Are you gonna reply to her now?" Brad asked.
"What's the rush? Let's make her sweat a bit." Professor Evans winked. "We'll respond when she's really desperate. If she wants to challenge me, she'll face the consequences."
"Professor Evans, you're my hero. Don't worry, if she messes with you, I'll make sure she regrets it." I followed him, laying it on thick.
Professor Evans said, "Who'd believe that? Weren't you just blaming me? Think I can't tell?"
I said, "No way, I only respect you. I'd never blame you. You must've misunderstood."
I let go of Brad's hand and grabbed Professor Evans' right hand, buttering him up.
Professor Evans soaked it up, while Brad covered his face, laughing like a fox.
After finally getting Professor Evans back to his office, my shoulders slumped.
Even though Professor Evans had our back, he had a ton of other stuff to deal with. He couldn't always protect us. As long as he was on campus, he had to follow the school's rules.
So most of the time, we had to fend for ourselves and fight back smartly.
I was so mad and worried I didn't even feel like eating, while Brad seemed chill, throwing his arm around my shoulder and walking quickly.
Brad was tall with long legs, and he walked so fast it felt like I was jogging just to keep up. My legs were turning to jelly.
When we finally reached a secluded grove, I couldn't hold it in anymore. "Why are you walking so fast? Are you that eager to work with her?"
Brad looked surprised, then a teasing grin spread across his face. He leaned in and sniffed my neck and face like a dog. "You're jealous."
I snapped, "You have a girlfriend; don't you have any self-awareness?"
As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it. My face felt like it was on fire. How badly did I want to keep Brad all to myself?
But then I thought, so what? I was his girlfriend. It was normal to want to keep my boyfriend close. Showing a little possessiveness and dissatisfaction now and then might actually make him feel secure. Pretending everything was fine and using "trust" as an excuse was just weird.
Brad didn't say anything; he just chuckled, not at all like the serious guy he was in class.
"Don't laugh." I tried to cover his mouth, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me into his chest, whispering, "Baby, I'm so happy."
Happy? Was he happy about dealing with Jenny for two years? If he knew this would happen, why didn't he just break up with me and date her?
I tried to storm off, but he held me tighter, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, "You're jealous for me, you want to keep me, and you protect me without hesitation. That makes me so happy."
Was Brad really happy about this?
Brad said, "Don't worry, in this world, no one but you has the right to touch me."
His words made sense.
I scratched my face where his breath had tickled. My mood was lifting.
Alright, maybe I was being too narrow-minded. I had wronged him.
Brad puckered his lips, aiming for mine. I dodged left and right, pushing him away. "This is school; people might see us."
He said, "I don't care; I want to kiss."
In terms of strength, I was no match for him.
My lips were captured by Brad's.
I felt dizzy, my legs weak, and I couldn't breathe as he bit and sucked my lips. I started to slide down unconsciously.
"Mr. Pitt kissed Jane, a deep kiss."
A cheer echoed, followed by laughter from the nearby bushes as a bunch of students dashed away.
I was so embarrassed I wanted to call them back and tell them not to spread rumors, but they were already gone.
I warned you there might be people around, but you insisted on kissing. Now everyone's seen us. I angrily broke free from his arms, stomping my feet.
What if someone took a video or photo and posted it on the school forum?
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