“Hey you.” Adam tucked a book under his arm.
“Lots of copying?”
“Book lists, rules and requirements.” She
shrugged. “First day stuff. Got a hold of your schedule?”
“I do.” He nodded and grinned again. “We ran
yesterday, but it’s raining today, but we can run the halls.”
“You do realize how juvenile that sounds?”
His ears burned bright red and his eyes widened.
She knew exactly what he meant. Her brother and Dennis regularly
jogged the hallways after school. She didn’t want to run with them.
“I know what you meant.” She elbowed him in the
ribs. “I’d love to.”
“Cool.” His blush grew and he wandered away from
She shook her head and ducked into her
classroom. Three hours of cleaning and organizing later, she looked
out over the sea of desks. Another year, another set of students
with the joys of English. Melissa snorted and took off her glasses
to rub the bridge of her nose. Half of last year’s students believed
text lingo was using proper English. Maybe she’d create a poster.
She tucked her glasses on top of her head, then picked up one of the
oversized markers and a piece of foam board.
No txt plz—use proper English
There. She capped the marker. Perfect. The
students wouldn’t see it right away, but she’d work on them. If they
wanted to get into college, they’d have to learn to use the full
Her thoughts drifted to Adam. He tried so hard
to please people and deserved a happy ending. The image of him when
he stood up before the run remained in her brain. She shouldn’t be
thinking about the outline of his junk in those shorts, but damn. He
sure seemed to be packing. She liked the way she felt in his arms,
too. The right height, the right build…and his smile. He brought up
her ex. Thinking about Kevin set her teeth on edge. Smug bastard. He
always seemed to think he knew the right thing to say and do. Except
he didn’t know a damn thing.
“You look lost in serious thought.” Adam stood
in her doorway. “You okay?”
She jerked in her seat. “I didn’t hear you.”
This time she blushed. “I’m fine.”
He nodded once, then folded his arms. For the
first time, she noticed the muscle definition in his biceps. Given a
tight T-shirt and jeans, he’d be darned hot. She shivered. Real hot.
“We’ve got a meeting in ten. Dennis wanted to
introduce the new teachers. We just have to fill the space.”
“You don’t need the word just.” She took her
glasses off the top of her head and stood, then stretched. “It’s
“Thank you Miss Murphy.” He unfolded himself.
“Do I need to do time in detention?”
Man, did he know how to read her without even
realizing he could. She crossed the room and stood face to face with
him. “Mr. Pallas, are you coming on to me?”
The tips of his ears burned, but the grin
deepened. “Yes, I believe I was. Is it working?”
“It is.” She didn’t even bother to look in the
hallway before yanking him into her classroom. Seeing him flustered
turned her on. Melissa pinned him to the wall between the chalkboard
and the filing cabinets. “I told myself I wasn’t going to get
involved with anyone. Said I wasn’t interested in dating, but you
make me want to change my mind.” He wasn’t the abrasive alpha male
like she was used to and she rather preferred the more beta guy.
“This could get us into trouble, but I don’t
care,” he rumbled. Using a force she hadn’t believed he possessed,
Adam shifted positions and caging her between his body and the wall.
She noticed the amber flecks in his dark eyes and the light dusting
of hairs on his chin. He tipped his head and met her for a kiss. He
didn’t push, but rather tasted her.
Melissa wound her arms around his neck. The
bulge she’d noticed between his legs before wasn’t a joke or a
figment of her imagination. Holy hell, she wanted to feel him skin
on skin. She toyed with the soft hair at the back of his head. The
scent of him curled around her. She closed her eyes and basked in
Adam licked the seam of her lips and when she
opened to him, he sucked on her tongue. Heat started low in her
belly and spread through her body. She moaned.
He broke for air first. “Hush, babe. Don’t want
everyone to hear us.” He smoothed a lock of her hair between his
fingers. “But I do like hearing you. That sweet moan lets me know
I’m doing something right.”
“You did a lot of things right.” She rested her
palms on his shoulders. Muscled there, too? How had she missed it?
“We’ll run after the meeting?”