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“Where are your clothes?” he asked.

I laughed. “It’s a Christmas Adam party! Because it’s Christmas Eve Eve. And Adam came before...”

“Eve,” he said.

Mr. Halifax got me better than anyone else. He was the only one I hadn’t had to explain this to.

“This is even better then all your pictures.” His beak trailed down my neck as he looked at the little fig leaves over my nipples.

“So you did look at my pictures?! I knew it! I thought you hated them.”

“Hated them?” He shook his head. “ I have a confession. I’ve been looking at them every night.”

His words made my whole body feel hot. And his feathery hands tightening their hold on my ass made me squeeze my legs tighter around him.

“Every night?” I asked.

He sighed. “I’ve been trying to stay away. But you’ve been slowly killing me.”

I felt exactly the same way. “Well how about I show you the real thing?”

“Yo! Let’s do shots with the mascot!” Leo yelled.

Leo! What the hell?!

“Eagles! Eagles! Eagles!” everyone started chanting.

“Stop humping the mascot, Sophie,” Leo said and pulled me out of Mr. Halifax’s arms.

Gah!

He pulled Mr. Halifax toward the bar where someone was already pouring shots.

“He came!” Scarlett yelled and looped her arms around me. She almost knocked us both over in the process.

She seemed very drunk. Luckily her place was right upstairs.

“You mean he’s about to cum,” RJ said. He lifted his hand for a high five.

I laughed and high fived him.

“Ugh,” Liam said as he walked over. “I guess this is the last we’re going to ever get to see of Mr. Halifax.”

I lightly shoved him. “I’m not going to get him fired.”

“So you’re not planning on sleeping with him?”

“I don’t kiss and tell.” That was a lie. I was definitely going to bang Mr. Halifax and talk about it. But not to like the principal or anything. I wasn’t insane.

Liam sighed. “I really liked his class.”

“Me too,” RJ said. But then he shrugged like he wouldn’t hold it against me.

Even though I wasn’t going to get the man fired! Why did no one ever believe me?

Mr. Halifax pulled the big eagle head up just a bit to take the shot. All he revealed was one hell of a sexy neck and chin. He had a five o’clock shadow tonight. I rarely got to see him after hours. But he was usually fully shaved unless he was having a bad day. A day where he looked tired or distracted.

And I wondered if I was the one that caused him to have those days. He’d told me he tried to stay away from me. He was probably wrestling with the thought of coming all day. And he had the five o’clock shadow to prove it.