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that security guard, he’s probably sold the story to the local paper he’s got such a big mouth. No! It’s gone far enough, Wes. I need you to break this thing off. Put an end to it once and for all,” he exclaims loudly.

“You’re right, Doug. I should put an end to it,” I tell him. “I had no idea that’s how you’d see it reflecting on you, the college, and the other faculty,” I add.

“Well, glad to hear you talking some sense for a change, Wes. It’ll pass. You’ll find someone your own age soon enough… Now. I need to know about this budget proposal too, it’s due first thing Tuesday and you haven’t even run a draft past my office, why not?” he asks, sounding like a man who’s said his piece, got what he wanted, and is happy to go back to everything being just the way it’s always been.

But I’m not like that.

Not anymore.

And never again will be with who disrespects my woman or me, even over the phone.

“I haven’t drafted or even started the proposal, Doug,” I confess.

“Well, take until the end of the week if you need to, eh? I can hold things off until then,” he says in a conciliatory tone.

But I’m shaking my head.

“No Doug, I won’t be submitting a budget request. Just my resignation, effective immediately,” I tell him and I hang up.

That’s when I know Katelyn can have everything she’s worked for still. She can finish her year, do her research afterward and carve out whatever career she chooses for herself.

I’ll be there by her side a hundred percent, every step of the way.

I’ve only told her three or four times in one day but maybe she’s not hearing it yet.

Like a lot of things, telling by showing is what works.

She can’t see the house so she doesn’t have a home. She doesn’t have the cards in her name so she thinks she doesn’t have any money.

She hasn’t felt the future yet, neither of us has, so we don’t know the joy and the pain, the laughter, and tears that having our own family will bring.

I can’t see it either, because we aren’t there yet.

But I’ll do everything in my power to make sure she has everything she needs, wants, and even more she doesn’t, just to spoil her.

That’s how Wes Heart treats his queen.

That’s the life I choose from today onward, Katelyn and me.

Not Katelyn and me against the world, but Katelyn and me in the world.

Together, like a team.

The only team I want to be in now and the only one that doesn’t need a coach, that’s for damned sure.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Katelyn

“Well, look at that,” Wes exclaims, noticing the bags and boxes of clothes we never got around to even opening.

“So much for getting all dressed up for our romantic dinner,” I murmur, feeling a stab of guilt.

He spent so much yesterday, but I know it wasn’t our only chance.

“I think we more than made up for it though, don’t you?” he asks me, coming over to me and hooking his arms around my waist.

“More than made up for it,” I agree, kissing him.

“Let’s not argue, Wes, about anything ever. Okay?” I ask him, watching him frown before he pecks my nose.

“Arguing? Who’s arguing?” he protests with a smile. “I just want to see you happy, Katelyn. That’s all I’ll ever want.”

I’m trying to let it go, but the thought of having to call the Professor back is running circles in my mind, making it hard to focus on anything else.

But at the same time, I can’t bring myself to do it. Not yet.

I’m too worried about what’s going to happen.

I don’t want to lose Wes and I don’t want to lose my future with the college either.

“How about you let me see you in one of those new outfits?” he asks, glancing at the boxes.

“I’ll call down and have someone load up the car and when you’re ready, we can go,” he suggests.

“Only if I get to see you in something that isn’t a tracksuit,” I tease him, looking forward to seeing Wes in jeans and a tight sweater.

Even though I can never get enough of him naked either.

“Deal,” he agrees and I feel a familiar rush of excitement again, being with Wes and doing things that are fun.

Not thinking about college, professors, or anything else nasty like that.

When I feel the thought about calling the Professor creeping back in, I swipe my phone and switch it off.

It’s a holiday weekend, surely whatever it is can wait until Tuesday?

I’ll tell myself that until I can’t deny it any longer. No point in upsetting myself about something that hasn’t even happened yet.

Choosing a casual outfit of jeans and a sweater myself, I grab a quick shower to freshen up and hear Wes on the suite’s phone organizing our check out.

I get the feeling he’s okay with a short stay in a hotel but would prefer to be someplace he knows better.

I could stay here forever, with the view and the huge room. It’s like a fairy tale compared to my broom closet on campus, and that’s a coveted single room that everyone else hates me for having all to myself.

Feeling his hands on me as I get dressed, I jump with a start but then purr when I feel where they’re moving toward.

“We could stay a few minutes longer,” he whispers in my ear, tempting me before helping me pull my jeans up instead of down.

“But I think we’ll be more comfortable at home,” he says again.

Hearing him say us, we, and home is music to my ears.

I’ve never had any of those things and Wes makes it all feel so natural.

“You’re getting changed too?” I ask, my eyes shamelessly moving over his body as he starts to undress.

“Let me,” I squeak, rushing to the clothes so I can pick out what I want to see him in.

Jeans, a white T-shirt, and a sweater… New briefs too.

Perfect.

“These really

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