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I won’t fucking fail.
single mom who can’t afford to fail because she
hardly has the time to be here in the first place.”
I wonder what he’d say if he knew, if his opinion would change.
“This isn’t normal. This is more time than the students with learning disabilities are allotted.”
Fuuuck, this girl smells like vanilla ice cream. I happen to love me some vanilla ice cream.
“I’m wondering why I want to fuck you all of a sudden, and why all you ever do is try real hard to get away from me.”
“What’s my name?” I open my mouth to respond, but I’m forced to pause a second and her brows lift as if she’s proving a point. “Well, what is it?”
“And if I said I need you now?” “You’d be lying.” “I’m not a liar.” “Then I guess you won’t say it,”
“You mean she ain’t bending over backward to meet your every need?” The bastard grins.
“You taught me something, let me teach you something.”
And I’m hard as a fucking rock. For my messy, prudey, annoyingly pretty eyed, goddess-shaped tutor.
“Don’t worry, Daddy,” she says with conviction and a dash of sultry taunting, but I got a feeling that’s for show. “I couldn’t forget our night together if I tried.” She shoves past. Gone is the flirty sexiness her posture and voice held for a whole five seconds and in its place is a resolute chick ready to dish it. Tutor Girl whips around, and volcanic eyes sear mine. “And believe me, I’ve tried.”
And why the fuck are these douchebags staring in the same direction as me?
She’s fire, I know it, and call me a fuckin’ pyro ‘cause, goddamn if I don’t crave the flame.
Brunette. Fuck. I look to my phone and hit the call button.
I hope you have the opposite of fun. I know I will.
Tutor Girl doesn’t have a man, but she ain’t free. She’s mine. Or she will be. She just doesn’t know it yet.
“Girl, I’m telling you, you could breathe near me and I’d be fucking distracted.”
I can’t fall for Tobias Cruz, a little voice in the back of my head whispers, but a wiser, louder one replies with, you already have.
“You know, if you pass this exam and your midterm next week, you’ll have your eighty percent in this class.” “Kinda want the girl more.”
“Table for one or is your date coming?” “Nah, she couldn’t make it.” I shrug, bringing myself closer to her. “She’s working at this little burger joint in town.”
“I don’t like the idea of you being out at night alone, so I made sure you weren’t.” “Lots of people walk home alone at night.” “I don’t want you to be one of them.”
“Go feed your girl, little mama.” I spin and walk out. I’ll be back to feed mine.
“She’s cute as hell,”
“Just like her mama.”
“Come to my game.”
“I wanna look up from my place on the mound and see you sitting there, watching me ... rooting for me.”
“Didn’t want to give you a chance to tell me no.”
“Tell me you like me.”
You’ll be the star of my show tonight.
“I don’t care what anyone else thinks, not anymore. Not if you see me the way I heard it.”