Love Me: Teach Me Part 8

"Gasp. No f.u.c.king way. That little s.l.u.t. And Matt, that douche. I would beat him the h.e.l.l up if I knew I wouldn't get my a.s.s kicked."

I shrugged. "I cheated on him, too, Cody. With my teacher."

"True. But with your best friend makes it worse. That's probably why Jamie had acted so weird around Tyler and you. And it explains their episode in the hallway the other day. I knew it was weird. I'm sorry, sweetie. But, you do need to spill. Tell me everything." He held his chin with hand.

I filled him in and he was panting by the time it was over. "d.a.m.n it, Sarah. I don't care if it's against the rules. You are one lucky son of a b.i.t.c.h."

I rolled my eyes. "I have to get ready for cla.s.s. I have a test today."

"Do you even remember any of your studying with him?"

I shook my head. "h.e.l.l no."

I walked into the cla.s.sroom right as Liam was pa.s.sing out the test. His eyes darted to me and a small smile rose on his lips. "h.e.l.lo, Sarah. You can take your seat."

I nodded, and sat beside Tyler. He looked terrible. "Hey, Sarah. Really sorry about Matt and Jamie."

I grabbed a pen, and tucked my bag underneath my desk. "Yeah, I wasn't expecting that one. I'm sure that's why Jamie was acting so strange." He nodded. "But, we're both better off without them."

"Yeah. I was going to ask her to the dance, all the baseball players normally have dates. Now, I'll have to find one." He ran his fingers over his face. I felt bad for him, he probably had really liked Jamie. She was pretty, and normally nice.

"Well, I'll go with you as your date. If you don't think it would cause any problems. I'm sure Matt and Jamie will go together."

Tyler nodded. "Yeah, sure, that'd be fun. I can pick you up around seven?"

"Sure."

Liam had made it around to my row by that time. He looked totally delicious. I could have stripped him down right there in front of everyone. He had a b.u.t.ton down shirt on, tucked into a pair of khakis. I could see his muscles stretched out underneath his shirt. He smiled, and gave the person behind me her test first. I furrowed my brow, and took the test he offered me. "Here ya go." He winked.

He walked back to the front of the cla.s.sroom and leaned against the desk. I glanced over my test and couldn't help but laugh. Everyone in the room looked over at me. "Sorry," I mumbled.

Next to every dot on the map was a different body part. Right side. Belly. Right hip. Left hip. Breast. Liam's gaze caught mine and he winked.

Smiling, I took the test. I waited until everyone had finished before walking up to the front. "Well, this was a rather hard test, Mr. Downs. I'm not sure if I pa.s.sed or not."

Liam reached forward, took my test and scanned over it. "Only missed one. That's a shame, because I'd love to take more than on piece of clothing off of you right now."

"Oh, Mr. Downs. I believe that's very unprofessional of you."

He smiled. "That is my middle name."

"Ahem," I heard from the door. I turned and saw Ms. Shay standing at the door. Her brown eyes were squinted and she was tapping her heel on the floor. "Hi, Liam. How are you?"

I couldn't read Liam's expression. "Fine, Shay. What's up?"

"I wanted to tell you that you haven't checked your teachers box yet. Here is your mail. Also, there is a fundraising dance this Friday and we need chaperons. Are you interested?"

Liam shook his head. "Nah, no thanks. But, thanks for bringing my mail. I'll try to keep up with it for now on."

I cleared my throat. "Mr. Downs, it will be fun to go to the dance. You should go, I'm going with Tyler."

Liam's jaw clenched. "Well, then. I guess I'll have to go." He turned toward Shay. "Then count me in."

She smiled, and glanced over at me. "Sarah."

I smiled. "Shay." She narrowed her eyes before stalking out. "I can't believe I forgot to tell you. Shay threatened me the other day in the library. She said I needed to stay away from you. She knows."

Liam sighed. "Well, I guess we'll have to try and keep it a secret. Now, onto the important matter. You're going to the dance with Tyler?"

"Oh, yeah. I was going to go with Matt, and he with Jamie, but since that's not gonna happen. I said I'd go with him."

"Okay," Liam said.

"Okay? That's all you have to say? Okay what?"

"Okay," he wrapped his arms around my waist. "As long as he doesn't try anything. Or I'll have to beat his a.s.s."

I sighed. "Sure. Because, teachers beating up students go over so well these days."

Liam winked. "Get ya pretty little a.s.s to cla.s.s, before I take you on my desk." He slapped my a.s.s and whistled as I walked out of cla.s.s.

After my cla.s.ses I met Cody at Java City. We got our lunch and sat down at our usual table. He was telling me about Jonathon when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Matt staring down at me. "Sarah," he said. His blue eyes were wide, watery and sad. "Can I talk to you? I've been trying to call you." He had called me around thirty times. Then I turned my cell off.

"What is there to talk about?"

He tugged on his cap, turned it around backwards and bent down beside me. He tried to put his hand on my knee, but I slid it off. "I'm so sorry, Sarah. I never meant for this to happen. It was a few moments of weakness. It'll never happen again, I swear."

"If it doesn't happen again it's up to you. I don't care what you do from now on. I'm over it."

Matt closed his eyes. "Please, baby. I swear. She didn't mean anything to me. I f.u.c.ked up. Please, just give me another chance."

"No, now leave me alone, Matt." I turned back to my sandwich and took another bite.

"Sarah," he tugged on my shoulders. "I'm not just going to leave you alone. I'm not."

I shrugged and took another drink.

He sighed, kissed my forehead and walked off.

Cody looked at me over his coffee. "Brutal. It's his own fault though."

I nodded. "It sure is."

Chapter Thirteen.

Liam Shay had slipped a note into my mail. It asked if I wanted to get together after the dance. I sighed. I grabbed my cell and sent her a quick text. I told her my family was coming down early Sat.u.r.day and I needed to get good nights sleep. That wasn't all a lie. My parents were coming down but I didn't plan on sleeping Friday night. I planned on burying myself inside of Sarah. Since my water was finally working again, I was planning on keeping her locked in my apartment as much as possible.

My phone rang and my mom's name popped on the screen. "h.e.l.lo," I said, sighing.

"Hey, baby. I'm just calling to make sure that we're still on for tomorrow night."

"Yes, Mom."

"I can't wait to meet this girl of yours. What's her name again?"

"Sarah, Mom." I pulled on my leather jacket and made sure my hair was still in place. I had to be at the fundraiser dance in ten minutes.

"Yes, Sarah that sounds lovely. Well, your dad and I are leaving tomorrow morning. We'll see you tomorrow evening."

"Okay, Mom. Talk to you later."

"Bye, hon."

Sliding my phone into my pocket, I grabbed my keys and walked outside. I went straight toward the baseball house. Finding a place to park was a pain in the a.s.s. There were too many people there already. Vehicles were parked in the gra.s.s and all along the pond outside. I guessed I should have showed up early, but I was too busy texting Sarah. Tyler had already came and picked her up. She was here already.

The music was loud, when I walked in. There were two people sitting at a table to take the money. I handed them my five and made my way all the way in. Sweat hit me in the face. There were hundreds of people there. d.a.m.n it. I felt like I was in college again, which hadn't been too long ago.

I wanted to look for Sarah, but I made my way to the kitchen were all of the other chaperons were. Shay was standing against the counter, staring at me. I squirmed underneath her gaze. She had suspicions about Sarah and I. It would be harder than I thought to sneak away to her.

"Reminds me of my college days, right?" Shay said as soon as I got close to her.

I rolled up my sleeves and nodded. "Yeah."

"How are you liking teaching so far?"

More than you'll ever know. "It's great. I love it."

She smiled and tilted her head to the side. "You wanna dance?"

"I'm not a dancer, sorry." I turned and poured myself a drink. G.o.d, I wish they had something with alcohol in it. I took a large gulp of the punch and leaned against the counter.

I searched the crowd, stopping when I saw Sarah leaning against the staircase, her eyes on me. She curled a finger toward herself. The green dress she was wearing was low cut and clung to her hips. f.u.c.k. Dead puppies. Chair legs. Shay's desperation.

"Did you hear me?" Shay asked, looking up at me.

"No, actually I think I saw some alcohol that a student had. I'll be back, promise." I walked away before she had a chance to say anything. I pushed my way through the crowd of swaying students. Sarah had made it to the top of the stairs when I got to the bottom. Her long tanned legs went on for miles underneath her short dress.

"Mr. Downs, I think I saw someone with some alcohol. Would you come up here and check?"

I smiled. "Sure thing, Ms. Thomas." I took the stairs two at a time. She was smiling when I got to her. "I think you're hiding something under that dress for me, Sarah."

She laughed as I threw her over my shoulder. I went toward the first bedroom locked the door and threw her up against the wall. "You should be ashamed wearing that dress in front of me," I growled into her ear, my fingers running up to her underwear.

"Mr. Downs, I believe you like it." She ran her tongue against my throat, tugging my jacket off of my shoulders. "Now, I want to see those clothes on the floor for my great grade today."

"Not a problem," I grumbled, tearing my shirt and pushing my pants down. She pulled her dress off and my mouth dropped off.

"I'm going to f.u.c.k the s.h.i.t out of you, Sarah."

"You like it?" she whispered.

I nodded and ran my hand down the lingerie hooking from her underwear to her bra. "I love it," I said. "Now, let's get it off before I explode."

She laughed, unclasped her bra and slipped out of it. All the while, I slipped down to my boxers. Before she could comment I slipped my tongue inside of her mouth and gripped her a.s.s with my palm. She moaned and parted her lips wider.

"Liam," she moaned, while I traced down her jaw to her breast.

Bam. Bam. Bam. "Who is in my room?" someone yelled.

Sarah glanced up at me and widened her eyes. "s.h.i.t."

Bam. Bam. Bam. "Put your clothes on," I said. She pulled her dress over her head while I put my jeans back on and grabbed my shirt and jacket. "We're going to have to go out that window."

"What? Do you want us to fall and die?"

"Do you want to get caught?"

She huffed. "Come on then."

Grabbing her arm, I pulled her over the window and slid it up. All the while, the guy continued to slam his fist on the door. "I'm going to bust the door down in five seconds. One. Two. Three. Four. Five." He started to kick the door.

"s.h.i.t," I said, sliding out before her onto the top of the roof. "Come on, baby. Put one leg over. The Hulk over there is gonna bust the door down, you heard em."

Sarah nodded, and crawled out the window carefully. She clung to me while I shut the window. "Here, there is a trellis. I'm going to climb down first, then I need you to come down. Hide over there for now, okay?"

Sarah smiled over at me. "Isn't this some s.h.i.t?"

"You're telling me." I climbed down the trellis and motioned for Sarah to come down. I could see up her dress as she climbed down but it wasn't the time or place to be turned on. I had completely lost my hard on once The Hulk started beating on the door. "Okay, I gotcha."

She huffed and pushed her blonde bangs from her forehead. "Okay, so that didn't go as planned. I heard the guy stalking through the room when I was about half way down. G.o.d, what a crazy a.s.s."

"He needs to get some anger management."

"So, what now?" she asked.

I grabbed her waist. "I guess we go home."

The sun was blinding me from a crack in my blinds. It was early, but Layla was licking my face. I smiled and patted her back, running my fingers over her soft fur. "Hey, girl. I'm up. I'm up."

I leaned up and looked to my left. Sarah was lying on her back, no shirt and her arm over her head. My morning wood reminded me how d.a.m.n hot she was. She stirred, turning over on her belly. The soft skin of her back was begging to be touched. I leaned over her, letting my lips press between her shoulder blades.