Knowing it was best if her parents remained oblivious of all that was going on between herself and Emile, Kiera continued to teach him in secret. Their love, as it grew, was a different notion altogether.

Emile's POV

Kiera and I had developed a sort of schedule for our get-togethers. We'd start with my lessons which usually lasted for at least an hour and a half or so. While I'd always studied eagerly, we both found ourselves looking forward to the cuddles, caresses and kisses we shared afterwards.

"You've been doing so well", Kiera whispered as we closed the books, ending my lesson for the night. "I'm so proud of you."

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"I'm just happy I've had you to teach me", I replied, gently embracing her. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Kiera."

"I feel the same way about you, Emile. I just wish my father could understand that there's more to you", Kiera said, reaching up to stroke my cheek. I nodded in agreement but at the same time was deep in thought.

"What's it like where you live, Emile?", Kiera wanted to know. "I've seen homeless encampments before...but never one in the woods." I chuckled.

"Well, first of all, there aren't big mansions with nice yards and fences around them, that's for sure. That being said, we don't judge each other and there's more than enough love to go around. We always help each other as much as possible".

"Sounds a lot nicer than having to deal with my father and his attitude, that's for sure", Kiera replied. At that, I smiled.