Brin pulled out and helped clean her. He nibbled her neck. “Ready for some shut-eye?”
And some cuddling . “You bet.”
* * * *
Madra thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep sandwiched in between two large men, but she couldn’t have been more wrong. She wasn’t sure if the two men got any sleep because each time she rolled over, the man at her back would pull her tight against him. Their divine presence made her feel safe and wanted.
When she cracked open an eye, the room was filled with light. Larek was not in bed, but Brin was dressed and seated at his desk.
“Good morning, sunshine.”
She had to chuckle at the nickname. “Good morning.”
She glanced at the clock and bolted upright. Tomorrow she had to teach and had nothing ready. She glanced around for her skirt, but it wasn’t on the floor where she’d left it. Only her panties were there.
“Where are my clothes?”
Brin grinned. “I’ll get them.”
Them? He disappeared out the door and headed toward the living room. A minute later he returned with a skirt and top she’d never seen before.
“Your skirt was ruined. The mall stores were closed, but Larek called Brook, one of his sisters, and she dropped this off for you.”
“That’s incredibly nice of her.” She couldn’t turn down the offer, as she had nothing else to wear.
The fact he’d asked Brook to bring a top meant a lot to her. She slipped them on, and while the skirt was a little short, it fit well in the waist.
“You look great. Brook said you could keep them.”
“I couldn’t.”
He held up a hand. “If you don’t want them, then give them away.”
“Tell her thank you, then.” The clank of dishes came from the kitchen, as did the rich aroma of coffee. “I should be going.”
“What’s your hurry? Surely you can have breakfast with us.”
These men were being so nice. “I’ll share the meal with you, but then I have to get back. I have school tomorrow.”
He grinned and escorted her to the kitchen. Brin must have told Larek that she was up because he had the food on the table. She exhaled. As much as she loved being here, she feared she would get used to this wonderful treatment fast.
Chapter Six
Madra was relieved that transitioning from the new theory to the old one didn’t take her long at all, and to her delight, she was able to recycle most of the old lesson plans. When she explained her reason for switching back to the old way of teaching, the kids grumbled.
“So you taught us lies?” one of the taller boys asked.
“Until we find more proof, Principal Aban thought it best if I revert to my previous lesson plans.” She really was putting their best interests at heart, but she knew they were too young to understand her motives.
Most of her classes reacted the same way, but after her after-school help time had come and gone and no students had shown up, she figured they’d accepted the inevitable. For that, she was pleased.
A knock sounded on her door, and one of her students from the fourth period stuck in his head. “Is it too late for help?”
“Where were you for the last hour?”
“Getting help in math.”
She smiled. “Sure. Come in.” Tenlor was a good student, so it surprised her that he’d be the one to come in. “What can I help you with?”
“I’m still a little confused about the eighteenth-century stuff.”
“Can you be specific?”
He sat down and pulled out his notepad. “I’m struggling with comparing and contrasting the two rulers and why Herclas was considered a success whereas Zatran wasn’t.”
“Okay. Let’s examine what they did.”
For the next half hour, he outlined both of the dynasties. She was pleased with his grasp of the subject.
“I think I get it.” He slumped back in his seat. “I wish math was as easy.”
“Doesn’t your teacher help?”
“He hates me.”
She chuckled. “Teachers don’t hate students.”
“Mr. Crisnor hates me.”
“Can you
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