ROYCE.
My heart’s racing as she sits there in front of me, looking the perfect image of the sexy little thing she is.
Her seductive, tantalising behaviour is luring me in and I’m falling.
Just the way I began falling for her without seeing her… the reason I began to struggle to connect with my ex…
I’m not falling because I know I’ve already fallen for someone I shouldn’t fall for.
And this time, I know she’s not flirting on purpose. It’s not to get to me, but if only she knew this got to me more.
I want to yank her close and kiss her senseless, but how do I do that when I’m the worst thing for her?
Being a part of my life is nothing I’d wish on anyone… even if I wasn’t her teacher, being with me… would be hell.
My gaze dips to those plump lips, the corner smeared with cream that I
