passed me the cup and leaned down next to me, whispering into my ear. “I know. It’s hot chocolate, extra whipped cream.”
I couldn’t help but smile as I raised an eyebrow at him. “Hmm, I could think of a few ways we could utilize the extra whip.”
Duke pulled the hot chocolate from my hand. He scooped me up out of the chair and threw me over his shoulder.
I began to laugh hysterically as I squeezed my arms around his waist to keep myself from falling. “You forgot the whipped cream!”
He swatted my ass as his body shook with laughter underneath me. “Fuck the whipped cream. Don’t need it for what I’m getting ready to do to you.”
A surge of electricity darted straight to my core, and I knew today was going to be an amazing day.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The weekend came and went way too fast. I felt like I hardly had any time with Duke at all. I’d just dismissed my kids from class when I grabbed my lunch and made my way toward Megan’s classroom.
I turned the handle and tried to open the door, but it was locked. So I knocked and waited a minute, hearing stifled murmurs coming from behind the door. My assumption was that it was some of her students, so I waved down the janitor that was a few classrooms away. “Mr. Santos, would you please unlock the door? I think there may be students in Megan’s classroom.”
The tiny old man reached for his keys with his frail hands and unlocked the door.
I thanked him for his help and turned the knob. I pushed the door open and stepped into the room.
Megan was standing in front of her closet, hand over her mouth, holding back hysterics, cheeks flushed red.
“Umm, what in the hell are you doing? Who is in here with you?” I asked.
She sighed with relief as she relaxed back against the closet door before letting out a loud belly laugh, still not answering my question.
So I walked over, moved her from in front of the closet, and pulled the door open. As soon as the closet was open, Tripp came stumbling out, laughing just as hard as Megan still was. I looked at the two of them and gave them my best teacher face, pointing my finger between the two of them. “Busted!”
Tripp threw his arm around Megan’s shoulder. “It appears that way. I just can’t help it. My girl wanted dessert before lunch.”
My eyes widened and mouth fell. “You two just did it?”
Megan slapped Tripp’s muscular arm and began laughing again. “Hell no, I don’t want to lose my job. I was literally having dessert, a cupcake from Wright’s Gourmet House actually. But Tripp started kissing the icing off my lips and… well, you know how that goes.”
I shook my head at the both of them and grinned. “As long as you have a Wright’s cupcake for me, I promise I won’t turn you in.”
Megan clapped her hands together and darted over to her desk. She picked up a clear box with my favorite dessert, a hummingbird cupcake with cream cheese frosting.
Instantly, I snatched it out of her hands and popped the lid open. I took in a long drag of air, relishing in the delicious smell of my favorite bakery item. I collapsed down on to Megan’s chair and took a bite out of my cupcake, moaning in the process. “Oh my God, this is to die for.” I made a pig out of myself, eating the entire thing before engaging in conversation with my best friend and her boy toy.
“So, since you two obviously can’t stay away from each other, I was thinking it would only make sense if the four of us got together this weekend and go out on a double date.”
Tripp scrunched his face. “What? Do you think we’re in high school?”
I shot a quick glance around the room and smiled. “It looks to be that way.”
Megan fist-pumped the air. “I think it’s a perfect idea. We can get all fancied up and go out to a nice restaurant.”
I stood out of her chair and shook my head. “No, no, I’m not in the mood for fancy. I just want to relax. I was actually thinking we could do a barbecue at my parents’
I couldn’t help but smile as I raised an eyebrow at him. “Hmm, I could think of a few ways we could utilize the extra whip.”
Duke pulled the hot chocolate from my hand. He scooped me up out of the chair and threw me over his shoulder.
I began to laugh hysterically as I squeezed my arms around his waist to keep myself from falling. “You forgot the whipped cream!”
He swatted my ass as his body shook with laughter underneath me. “Fuck the whipped cream. Don’t need it for what I’m getting ready to do to you.”
A surge of electricity darted straight to my core, and I knew today was going to be an amazing day.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The weekend came and went way too fast. I felt like I hardly had any time with Duke at all. I’d just dismissed my kids from class when I grabbed my lunch and made my way toward Megan’s classroom.
I turned the handle and tried to open the door, but it was locked. So I knocked and waited a minute, hearing stifled murmurs coming from behind the door. My assumption was that it was some of her students, so I waved down the janitor that was a few classrooms away. “Mr. Santos, would you please unlock the door? I think there may be students in Megan’s classroom.”
The tiny old man reached for his keys with his frail hands and unlocked the door.
I thanked him for his help and turned the knob. I pushed the door open and stepped into the room.
Megan was standing in front of her closet, hand over her mouth, holding back hysterics, cheeks flushed red.
“Umm, what in the hell are you doing? Who is in here with you?” I asked.
She sighed with relief as she relaxed back against the closet door before letting out a loud belly laugh, still not answering my question.
So I walked over, moved her from in front of the closet, and pulled the door open. As soon as the closet was open, Tripp came stumbling out, laughing just as hard as Megan still was. I looked at the two of them and gave them my best teacher face, pointing my finger between the two of them. “Busted!”
Tripp threw his arm around Megan’s shoulder. “It appears that way. I just can’t help it. My girl wanted dessert before lunch.”
My eyes widened and mouth fell. “You two just did it?”
Megan slapped Tripp’s muscular arm and began laughing again. “Hell no, I don’t want to lose my job. I was literally having dessert, a cupcake from Wright’s Gourmet House actually. But Tripp started kissing the icing off my lips and… well, you know how that goes.”
I shook my head at the both of them and grinned. “As long as you have a Wright’s cupcake for me, I promise I won’t turn you in.”
Megan clapped her hands together and darted over to her desk. She picked up a clear box with my favorite dessert, a hummingbird cupcake with cream cheese frosting.
Instantly, I snatched it out of her hands and popped the lid open. I took in a long drag of air, relishing in the delicious smell of my favorite bakery item. I collapsed down on to Megan’s chair and took a bite out of my cupcake, moaning in the process. “Oh my God, this is to die for.” I made a pig out of myself, eating the entire thing before engaging in conversation with my best friend and her boy toy.
“So, since you two obviously can’t stay away from each other, I was thinking it would only make sense if the four of us got together this weekend and go out on a double date.”
Tripp scrunched his face. “What? Do you think we’re in high school?”
I shot a quick glance around the room and smiled. “It looks to be that way.”
Megan fist-pumped the air. “I think it’s a perfect idea. We can get all fancied up and go out to a nice restaurant.”
I stood out of her chair and shook my head. “No, no, I’m not in the mood for fancy. I just want to relax. I was actually thinking we could do a barbecue at my parents’
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