Behind Classroom Doors

XII

XII

"Do you need a ride home tonight?" Mr. Morgan asked while grading.

I shake my head." Not today Dean's picking me up." I tell him and he chuckles bitterly. "What?" I snap causing him to look me in the eyes.

"You forgive him too easily. I saw you two today looking like nothing ever happened. In fact, he was having a hard time not touching you in class." Mr. Morgan interjects and I frown. So he did notice.

"It's just how we are, he came over last night and apologized. He won't do it again." I assure him but not before assuring myself.

I think us having s*x was what we needed for him to calm down. He's returned that same loving look in his eyes. And he's no longer upset at me over the little things. Then again, it's only been a day.

"Okay, but what about everything else he's done? Your arm for instance." I cannot believe he's bringing this up again.

"Mr. Morgan, with all due respect stay the hell out of my relationship." I made sure to keep my voice stern and cold. His eyes widen in the slightest bit but he keeps his mouth shut. I return to stapling papers and he returns to grading. It stays that way, until I'm done and there's a knock on the classroom door.

I turn to see Dean standing in the doorway with a smirk on his face. "Howdy, teach." He greeted Mr. Morgan who remains stoic.

"Mr. Cooper." He returned, voice monotone.

"Can I steal my girl back?" I turn my gaze to Mr. Morgan's asking for permission and once he agreed I stand.

"Have a good weekend you two." Mr. Morgan said as I grabbed my bag and walked to Dean who wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me close.

"We will teach." Dean promised with a wink his way and my eyes widened in surprise.

"You too, Mr. Morgan." I said as we walked out.

"Come on." Dean demands lightly once we are in the hallway. I yelp in surprise when Dean lifts me and throws me over his shoulder as we walk out of the school.

"Ah, Dean let me go!" I pleaded but I'm laughing so hard. Dean chuckles as we make it to the car but he still doesn't drop me and I'm starting to feel nauseous.

"Dean, you can let go of me now." I order, he did so, landing me softly on my feet on the concrete. But not before groping my ass on the way.

"Sorry, teach was staring at us." Dean said and I turned my head to see Mr. Morgan walking to his car eyes on us.

He waves awkwardly and I return the gesture before he gets into his car and speeds off. "Oh well." I shrug and turn to get in the passenger side. Dean smacks my ass as I did so and I yelped again, scolding him playfully.His smirk intoxicating as always.

When he pulls into my driveway I sigh at the sight of my parents car being gone. It was nothing new. I unbuckle my seat belt and Dean does the same turning to kiss me. What I thought was going to be a peck goodbye turned out to be a make out session when his hands come up to my face letting me know he isn't ready to break away yet. When he finally did it was to grab my waist and I allowed him to lead me to straddle his lap. We make out hotly in the driveway for the longest time. I had missed this.

When it was finally time to go he opened the door for me and kissed me again. "I can't wait to see you tomorrow." His deep voice whispered.

I nodded in agreement and kiss him one last time. "I love you." I whisper back.

"I love you too, baby girl."When I leave and get into my house, I close the door behind me and take in a deep breath.

Hoping he would make me feel this way all the time.