slowly doing up the buttons. The cool fabric brushed her nipples, driving her crazy.
“You have to pick up anything on the way home?” He smoothed his palms down her waist before lifting her off the desktop.
What? “Daniel, I…” Her nipples stood proud, stabbing the front of her blouse. “Aren’t we going to do anything else?”
He chuckled as he touched a fingertip to one of the points. “I came to talk to you, to plan a date. You’ve got enough time to beat the boys home if we head out now.”
The boys. Her blood was boiling, and she was going to die if she didn’t get…something. But he was right.
“I can’t believe you’re stopping.” Samuel would never have left himself unsatisfied.
“We’ve got time, sweetheart, and anticipation is a part of the fun. If you’ve had nothing but slam-bam sex, you may not know it, but delayed gratification is very rewarding.”
She shook her head in frustration and turned to gather her things. “Didn’t have it on the list you made me start, that’s for sure.”
He brushed the tattered bra scraps on her desk into his fingers then shoved them all into his pocket before offering her his hand. She accepted it, his clasp warm and solid. The admiration in his eyes felt good, even as the fabric rubbing her nipples sent shivers down her spine and made her sex ache. He unlocked and opened the door and offered his elbow.
“You really surprise me, Daniel.” He made her body tingle, and not knowing what he was going to do next had the potential to drive her nuts. But it was a good uncertainty. She didn’t feel as if he was a moment away from taking a swing at her, more of a “what’s inside the box” kind of curiosity. She adjusted her jacket to cover her breasts better since her nipples still stood at attention.
“I surprise you because I think your body is beautiful?”
She stumbled, and he caught her, steadying her easily. The mischievous twinkle in his eye made heat flash across her face.
“Shh, not in the school.” The second-floor hallway was empty now, doors wide open, her fellow teachers gone already, but the echoes of voices grew louder as the two of them moved toward the stairs.
“You planning on hiding from me some more, Miss Beth, or are you going to start answering my calls?”
Somehow she had to make this work. No matter how awkward, she wanted it. “I’ll answer. It would be best to talk when the boys are gone to bed. Can you call later in the evening?”
“I could. I could also come over.”
The way her whole body reacted she figured something had to give, and soon. But she would stay in control of the situation.
“I don’t think that’s wise.”
He tugged her to a stop, turning her to face him. “I’m not going to do anything to upset the boys on purpose, but either you’re serious about this or you’re not. I’m not going to be led around like some dog for you to pet when you get the urge. Either you say no right now, and I’ll bow out of your life, or you stop saying yes with your body and no with your actions.”
Beth’s heart pounded, her mouth gone dry from a momentarily rush of fear. But when he stood close, his hands gentle on her arms as he looked into her eyes, there was nothing there that said he wanted to control her.
He only wanted her to decide.
“What’s it going to be? Do you want to go ahead? You think about it, and let me know, because while I’m a patient man, Beth, I won’t let you yank my chain like this. I won’t let you start one way and expect you to change later because that’s not fair to either of us. It’s all or nothing. So why don’t we make it your call. You contact me if you want to go ahead any further.”
She hadn’t been fair, even if she had good reasons to hesitate. “It’s impossible to think straight with my bra in pieces in your pocket.”
A reluctant grin shimmered to life. “I’m hoping when you call, you say yes. Then the next time I cut something off you, it’ll
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