Hot For Teacher(5)

By: Mandee Mae



“What made you decide to come to MRT?” he finally breaks the silence.

I decide to go for honesty. I have nothing to hide. I don’t know these people, but I will know them so why not just take the jump right off the bat. “I wanted to move as far away from my parents as possible,” I tell him in a rather somber voice.

He turns in his chair to face me. “Really?”

I turn and face him so he can see the sincerity in my face. “Really. I didn’t like where I was at. I didn’t come from a very loving family.” I’m all up for being honest, but hopefully that will be enough right now. When I look up and meet his gaze, I see a bit of sadness in his eyes.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t…”

I cut him off before he finishes what he was going to say. “It’s fine. You didn’t know. You’re just trying to get to know me.”

“Yeah, but…”

“Liam…it’s fine.” I have no clue what possesses me, but I reach over and rub his knee. “I know you didn’t mean anything by it.”

He places his hand on top of mine and squeezes. “Even though you just moved in, you’re one of us. We’re all here if you need to talk.”

I don’t know about you, but even though I grew up in a bubble, I would never guess that would come out of a guy’s mouth. Maybe I’m just being naïve…maybe I’m hopeful that he’s actually being nice.

Liam still has a hold of my hand when I start hearing moaning sounds coming from the other side of the patio. Even though I know I shouldn’t, I turn my head in that direction to see if I can tell what’s going on. Feeling Liam’s hand tighten around mine, I return my attention back to him.

I claim my hand back from his and place it in my own lap. I’m thankful to have a little bit of a distance between us, even though he’s still sitting right across from me. I watch his face and wish I could read what was going on in the head of his. He has several emotions running across his face that I’ve never seen before, and quite frankly, I’m not sure what to make of them. He must sense my insecurity by his next statement.

“Do you want to go in? I have a feeling it’s going to get a lot louder out here in a few minutes.” He nods his head toward the other end of the pool.

A lot louder? Are they…? People don’t really have…sex outside, do they? “Yes…inside.” I stand up, nod my head, and practically run inside, not bothering to wait and see if he is coming in with me or if he is going to sit outside and listen to tonight’s entertainment.

As soon as I walk inside, I head over toward the cabinet and get a new glass for a drink, quickly filling it with some water. Hearing the door shut lets me know that Liam did, in fact, follow me in.

“Does that…”

I turn around, and he’s standing right there in front of me…just inches from me. I have to look up to see his face, but I keep going until our eyes meet. “I should…” Now what was I going to say? What in the hell is going on with me? Why am I feeling like this?

“You should what?” he says, taking a step closer, if that’s even possible. Come to find out, it is.

I lick my suddenly dry lips and see his eyes dart down to watch as I wet my lips. “Upstairs. Tired.” I take a step sideways. “I think I’m gonna go up to my room. Night, Liam.” I turn and head for the stairs, not turning around to see if he’s watching me. I know he’s watching me. I can feel his eyes on me.

“Night, Haley,” he says in an almost whisper tone.

I take the stairs two at a time, spilling a little water in the process, making quick time to my room; shutting the door as soon as I am in. My heartbeat is rapid. My chest is rising and falling faster than ever before. My nipples are hard like they were when that cold beer was spilt down my shirt. Is this what it feels like to be turned on? I haven’t even been here for twenty-four hours, and I’m feeling things that I never even knew existed.

I quickly change my clothes, flip the switch, and then climb into bed. I’m sure Kaylee won’t have a problem finding her way since this is her room, if she even comes to bed tonight. I pull the covers high and tight just to make me feel a little more comfortable…secure. I don’t have the feeling that any of the guys would ever hurt me, it’s just that I’ve never in my life been in this situation before, and I’m not sure how to deal with it. I need to figure something out…maybe I should talk to the girls and see what they have to say. Maybe they could talk me through everything. But what if they make fun of me for still being a virgin?

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