Hot For Teacher(11)

I thought I read everything. As I sit here on the couch, I try and remember just how much I read or if I even read everything. I remember jumping up and down once I saw that I got the scholarship, but I can’t honestly say that I read every single word. I shake my head. “No…I can’t honestly say that I did.”

Jenny comes up and sits on the opposite end of the couch. “Maybe you need to check the balance of your account before you go out and get that job you’re dead set on.”

Nothing else is mentioned about the scholarship or about me getting a job. We all sit in the living room the rest of the night talking about anything and everything…getting to know each other a little bit more. I have to admit that I’m more comfortable with every single person in the room. I’m starting to feel as if they’re a part of a family…my family. The type of family that I’ve always wanted.

I remember someone picking me up off the couch. I felt really groggy, and I know those pain killers have something to do with it. It took all I had to even open my eyes the smidgen I did to see Liam was the one who had me. It felt good to be in his arms. The way his skin felt against mine. It was almost like he was carrying precious cargo or something. He took great care to make sure that I was comfortable in my bed before he started to leave. He even managed to pull the covers back so he could cover me up.

“Don’t go.” I grab his hand before he gets too far from me.

He leans down and kisses the top of my head. “You need your rest.”

“I don’t want to be alone.” That’s when my brain…and mouth for that matter, decided not to have a filter on it any more. “It felt good to have you hold me.”

I open my eyes a little more and meet his stare head on. There’s definitely concern in his eyes, but something else as well. He hasn’t said anything back yet. It’s like he’s having an internal battle to figure out if it’s the right thing to do or not.

“Please. Just lay with me for a little bit and hold me.” I reach back behind me and whip the covers down, inviting him into my bed. Those must be some pretty strong fucking pain pills ‘cause I would have never done this in my normal frame of mind.

He finally nods his head, after what seems like an eternity, and comes around to the other side of the bed. Once he’s settled, I lift my head up just enough for him to extend his arm, then lay my head back down. He scoots closer, wrapping his arm around me, pulling me a bit closer to him. I wiggle around for a minute or two, trying to get comfortable.

“Are you trying to test me right now?” he whispers against my ear.

My eyes are closed, and I’m just about asleep again when I hear him ask me that. “What do you mean by that?”

If I had no clue before, I definitely do now because I can feel his dick pressing up against my ass. I don’t say anything about it. He is fully aware that I am able to feel it, so why acknowledge it. Why not just pretend it’s something else. The fact of the matter is that all I want to do is not pretend…wiggle my ass and see what he does.

He has other plans, though. “I know that you can feel what you are doing to me. I’m trying my damndest to be a gentleman and not take advantage of you right now, but you’re not making it that easy on me.”

I really am messed up. I go ahead and wiggle my ass against his dick, and he grips my hip hard to stop me.

“Haley…I’m not kidding. If you want me to lay here with you then you need to stop.”

I don’t want him to leave. I love the way he feels against me.

“Fine. I’ll be good.” I giggle a little at the thought of having a man in my bed.

“Get some rest. I’ll have to make sure they don’t give you any more pain killers.” He starts laughing when he says the last part, but I barely remember it. I start drifting off to la-la land feeling safe and wanted. That’s a feeling that I haven’t had in a long time, if ever, and I’m not sure I can give it up. I’m not sure I want to give that up.





Chapter Six


I learned a lot over the next couple of weeks. The first being was that I was not as patient as I thought in terms of how long it actually took my ankle to feel better. The second being that I should fully read all the small print when it comes to a scholarship, or anything for that matter. Turns out, after my tuition is paid, there will be plenty of money left over for me to do with as I please. That took a load off my shoulders.

At this moment, I’m sitting on the back patio by the pool with the rest of the gang enjoying the sun. I found a two-piece bathing suit that I was actually comfortable wearing after the girls begged me to get it. They all bragged about how good I looked in the teal, which boosted my confidence, until I finally gave in and bought the damn thing.