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I just wanted him to stop hurting. “I love you, you know that?”

“I love you too, Soph.”

I pulled back. I lifted my hands to his cheeks and patted them. “You won!”

He smiled. “We did.”

My eyes dropped to his smile. And I had the oddest sensation that maybe kissing him would make him feel better.

Uncle Matt walked up to us. “Great game, Jacob!”

“Thanks, Coach,” Jacob said. He set me down so he could hug his dad.

I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly cold. Had I seriously just thought about kissing Jacob? Weird. God, Mr. Halifax holding me had really turned me on.

RJ lifted me up from behind and I screamed.

He laughed and set me down.

“The game winning touchdown!” I yelled. “You’re lucky you grew like a foot in the past year.” The defender had only been an inch from snatching the ball away.

“And you’re lucky I caught it. So you could celebrate with a certain feathery teacher.”

I looked over my shoulder at Mr. Halifax. Who was still staring right at me.

I shook my head and turned back to my friends. We’d won. Just like I said we would. I wasn’t a jinx. And if they hadn’t been so superstitious, I could have really celebrated with Mr. Halifax tonight. My friends were all such cockblockers.

Chapter 13 – Teach Me

Friday

Mr. Halifax was fucking me with his eyes. There was no other way to describe the way he stared at me in class.

I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he’d held me close after the game. All I wanted was to get closer.

And today there was finally a big stack of papers on his desk. We were getting our grades back from our test. But the clock seemed to be ticking extra slowly today.

I sighed and dropped my chin in my hand as I stared at Mr. Halifax’s tight little butt.

A pencil landed on my desk.

I looked over at Scarlett. She was waving her hand trying to get my attention.

She pointed to Mr. Halifax’s desk and gave me two thumbs up. She knew how long I’d been waiting to get this test back.

Usually it only took a couple of days for Mr. Halifax to grade tests. I wondered if he’d been busy with something else? Dreaming of me, probably.

“I know,” I whispered. “Today is the day.” I honestly wasn’t exactly sure what would happen after class today. I bounced back and forth between him taking me on his desk and him inviting me out to dinner. But we were kind of past the wining and dining phase of our relationship. We’d known each other for years. And he’d already touched my ass.

“What are you going to say?” Scarlett whispered.

“That I want some extra help after school.” I winked at her.

Mr. Halifax sighed and turned around. But he didn’t look mad when he caught my gaze. He looked like he wanted to rip my clothes off. “Miss Hunter and Miss Hunter, are you planning on talking during my whole class?”

“No, sir,” I said. “We were just wondering when you were going to hand out our grades.”

“At the end of class, like always.”