When she pulled into the lot the next
morning, she watched as the sailor climbed out of his own
vehicle. He had a cup of coffee in his hand and he walked
toward her as she got out. CJ swallowed to get her emotions
“Morning,” his sexy voice said as he
stopped before her.
“Morning, yourself. Aren’t you here a
bit early?” she asked with a smile as she locked the SUV.
“I have some students coming in to talk
to me and I wanted a chance to see you.” He fell into step
CJ fought to stop the trembling.
“Really? And what did you need to see me about?”
“I wanted to ask you out.” He raked his
gaze over her body. “If you aren’t seeing anyone right now.”
CJ stopped and faced him. One hand
settled on her jean-clad hip as she tried to see what his
game was. “You wanted to ask me out?”
Nervous, Osten nodded. “I did.”
Walking again, CJ waited for him to
open the door to the school and they headed to her
classroom. The halls were basically empty at this time; a
few students were here but for the most part, their steps
echoed in the big building. Stopping at her classroom, she
unlocked it and swung the door open, hitting the lights.
Osten followed her in, closing the door
almost totally behind him. He watched as she hung up her
coat and put her purse in a drawer of her desk. “Well?” he
asked, resting a lean hip against her desk.
Sitting up in her chair, CJ put her
light eyes on his face. “I don’t normally go out with guys
from school, but I guess that wouldn’t really apply to you.
So, sure, I’ll go out with you.”
A sexy grin turned up one corner of his
mouth, showing her that he definitely had a rakish side.
“Wonderful. Tonight work for you?”
Mentally, CJ ran over her schedule.
“Later on in the evening, I won’t be leaving the school
right away today. Where did you want to meet?”
“I can pick you up,” he insisted.
Hesitating, CJ almost said no when
something prompted her to agree. “Okay, let me give you my
address.” Opening a drawer in her desk, she pulled out a pen
and paper. She scrawled the information down and handed him
“Beautiful,” he said with a wink. “What
Thinking quickly, since her students
were beginning to file in the room, CJ answered, “Seven?”
“Great.” He stood up straight and set
his coffee on her desk, perfectly aware of the students
watching him. Lifting his box in one arm, he spoke, “Thank
you for allowing me to keep my stuff here, Ms. Jackson.”
“No problem,” she responded.
Making sure none of the students could
see him; Osten boldly raked his gaze over her body again and
sent her a candid wink along with a lick of his firm lips.
Then he grabbed his coffee and walked out the door.
CJ tried not to squirm in her seat as
her students began to ask her questions about the man who
was in the room. She answered them the best she could, but
all she could see was that tongue of Osten Scoleri’s
sneaking out to lick her body. Up and down, over and over
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