Class
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Jealousy takes over as I walk in and see a girl in my class, Julie, talking to Liam. Her body language screams f**k me as she flirts with our teacher. She has a tight shirt on leaving little to the imagination and a short skirt. This is the only time I will ever say that I wish Bianca was here to see this. She would put Julie in her place so quickly and embarrass her enough to never speak to Liam again.
The wolf in my head lets out a growl and I look around frantically to make sure no one heard that. Luckily, the only one who looks at me as if they heard the sound is Liam. He gives me a smirk and excuses himself from Julie.
"Good afternoon, Kylie." He says as he approaches me.
"Afternoon, Mr. Fitzgerald," I reply back as I walk past him and to my desk. Am I acting like a brat? Sure am, but I don't give a damn. After sharing a kiss with him, I don't like other girls trying to throw themselves at my man.
"Miss Covington, I would like to have a word with you after class." He says sternly, and I simply give him a smirk.
I find it difficult today to focus on anything he is teaching, especially with my desk being right in the front. I might have to switch classes in order to pass this course.
Once the bell rings, everyone scurries out except Julie. This f*****g b***h.
I listen from my seat as she approaches Liam.
"Mr. Fitzgerald, I'm having a difficult time understanding the homework assignments from yesterday and today. Could you tutor me perhaps?"
Wow, what a pathetic lie.
"Miss Jones, it is only the third day of school. If you are struggling already, I suggest you ask the principal for a different teacher or ask to be placed in learning support. If that is all, you may leave."
The look on her face is priceless and I bite my cheeks to prevent myself from laughing out loud. Stomping her feet like a drama queen, she marches out of the classroom, slamming the door behind her. Good riddance.
"Now, as for you Kylie, what is on your mind?" He calmly asks as he sits on his desk facing me.
"What do you mean? You're the one who told me to stay after class."
"Yes, because you gave me an attitude earlier that I do not appreciate. Did I do something to upset you?"
The look in his eyes makes me want to hug him. He is sincerely concerned about my feelings toward him.
Letting out a deep sigh, I answer honestly.
"Sorry. I... I just didn't like the way Julie was hanging around you and that you were giving her attention. It's stupid now that I say it out loud. You're her teacher, it's not like you can just ignore her."
"Come here," he says and I oblige. As I walk in front of my desk, he grabs me from his and places me on his lap so that I am straddling him. My cheeks heat up at our close proximity.
"Liam!" I say in surprise at his action.
"That's much better. I hate hearing you call me by my formal name."
I may be a virgin, but I know a hard d**k when I feel one. Just feeling him and being this close is making me wet.
"Kylie, I want you to know that there is nothing to be jealous of. The only person I want and ever think about is you."
"What can I do to prove that to you?" He asks as he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Kiss me," I say without hesitation.
The next thing I feel is his warm mouth on mine. One hand grabs my ass while the other holds the back of my head. The tingles and heat I am feeling at this moment are indescribable. I never want this to end, but realization hits me out of nowhere.
Pulling apart from him abruptly, he looks at me with a hurtful expression.
"We can't do that here. What if someone walks in?" The last thing I want to do is ruin his career.
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