My Teacher is an Agent
The Chapter 70

They then cleaned themselves up with each other until the sound of the door being opened that made them choked instantly.

"You stay here. Don't make a sound." whispered Samuel.

Zoey nodded according.

"Sam, are you in the shower?" zoey's father's voice came from Samuel's room.

Samuel put on his bath kimono and rushed out. Not to forget he turned off the bathroom lights so that Zoey's father did not see his son who was hiding inside.

"What's up, Pa? Samuel did not hear that Papa came in here." said Samuel while drying his hair with a towel to cover his nervousness.

"Papa just wanted to say, today you can start shooting practice. Papa's men will train you."

"Really, Pa?? Thanks.." and Samuel hugged Zoey's father tightly. It's not just pretending, but he's really happy.

While in the bathroom Zoey snorted in annoyance. Why did his father have to obey Samuel. He doesn't like it when he gets himself in danger.

"Yes already. You change your clothes and go to the training area immediately. Agent Tiger is waiting there."

"Ready, Pa!"

Zoey's father laughed softly at Samuel's attitude. Now the man thought of Samuel as his own son. Because Zoey's father really wants to have a son. But unfortunately, the beloved wife first left him, so it is impossible that the dream was realized.

After the death of Zoey's father, Samuel went back into the bathroom and approached his girlfriend who was shivering in the cold. Samuel immediately lifted the girl's body and carried her to the bed. He slowly settles Zoey and wears an oversize shirt that he finds in the closet.

"Still sick?" samuel asked in a soft voice while rubbing his girlfriend's stomach.

"Little."

"I'm sorry. I should've been more resistant to myself."

The cup!

Samuel kisses Zoey on the top of his head. It is undeniable that he was happy doing this hot activity. Not just happy, but really enjoying. Even now Samuel could still feel how warm the hole was. But if the memory is replayed, it feels like something has hit his chest hard.

Especially when remembered the sweet face of his girlfriend who drained tears. Samuel doesn't think he's any better than an asshole. How not? He is still a high school student, bravely fighting a girl who is none other than his own teacher. What an immoral act.

[Hope not to be exemplified! ⁇ ]

"Darling, why are you crying?"

Zoey was stunned to see a rare sight that she may have seen this time. A Samuel Paxon, an arrogant man who had been famous for being violent and oppressive hobbies, was now sobbing in front of his lover. What the hell???

"Nope. I'm sad to have done such a depraved thing to you."

"Hey, Sam... Are you kidding? Honestly, I really want to laugh right now."

Maybe most teenagers will feel very proud to be able to do such adult things, especially if the prey is a virgin. But apparently the theory did not apply to Samuel. Should this be something to be grateful for? Or should Zoey be suspicious of the boy? There may be abnormalities with his brain.

"You why? Usually the girls will cry screams when they lose their valuable property. But you're laughing??" asked Samuel with a flat face.

"I'm sorry, honey. You're weird too. Why are you crying like that? Isn't it the guy your age who can't stand the name free sex? And you just did that."

Samuel was upset. In vain he regretted his actions. What there is is is even a mockery for the girlfriend.

"I'm like this because I'm afraid you're disappointed. And as long as you know, I've done it like you. You should be mad at me, Zoey!"

"OK, Sam. I was fine, but it was a few minutes ago. And now I'm getting mad at you!"

"It should be so. I know I'm a jerk. I don't even mind if you consider me an asshole."

"Not that, Samuel! I'm angry because you feel sorry. You regret everything we just did. That means the act just because it follows your goddamn instinct! This isn't because of love?!"

The cup!

Samuel pulled Zoey on the nape and crushed her lips with a deep, intense kiss.

"That's not what I mean, Honey.It's precisely because I love you that I'm sorry for this. I should have kept the honor of someone I loved. Protecting him. But what am I doing? I just kept watching you get hurt twice in front of my own eyes. And now I'm also the one who ruined your honor…"

"Listen to this Samuel Paxon! You're a good man. The problem is I'm hurt, it's not all your fault. That is the risk of my job. And for what we did, I was happy. Really am. I have no regrets at all, let alone blame you. I hope you think the same about me. Am I wrong?"

Samuel nodded weakly. "I'm sorry again, Honey…"

Zoey gently rubbed Samuel's cheek and just smiled nodding without any intention of giving an answer. They lie down while hugging. The smell of soap coming out of Samuel's body made his drowsiness instantly attack. Want immediately Zoey sleep into the dream realm if only 'something' that does not disturb his mind.

"Oh yeah, Yank.. Can you ask for something?"

"Anything, Honey…"

"Don't practice shooting? I don't want you to get hurt…"

Samuel smiled gently and again grabbed Zoey's head into his arms.

"Sleep, Honey. Don't worry about anything."

Slowly he rubbed Zoey's head until she fell asleep.

Samuel peeked at the girl's forehead. She smiled and was very grateful to have Zoey by her side.

Not once did Samuel imagine himself to be involved in a relationship with someone. Even more so to bring the word 'love' in it. Who knows what will happen?