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For being such a badass, Ryder sure can cook. I practically groan, while taking my first bite of my perfectly grilled and seasoned steak.
    “Mmmmm, Ryder everything tastes so good. You can definitely cook, that’s for sure,” I say, stuffing my face with another forkful of food.
    “I got mad skills,” he says, grinning.
    After we’ve finished our meal, we clean up the dishes and kitchen.
    Ryder then grabs my arms and leads me to the bedroom. Closing the door, he turns towards me and hauls my yoga pants to the floor. I kick them off when they hit my ankles. Hell yes! It’s naked time. He picks me up and lays me on the bed, covering me with the comforter.
    “I’m gonna get a shower. Be back in a minute, babe,” he says, walking into the bathroom taking his t-shirt off and closing the door. The last thing I remember is the sound of the water turning on, before I fall into a sound sleep.
     
     

Chapter 10
    Brent the Creep
    The following morning, I enter the teacher’s lounge to grab a cup of coffee. I look around, hoping that Brent is nowhere to be found. He isn’t. I make my coffee and sit down on the sofa, slowly sipping the hot brew, my thoughts drifting back to last night.
    I’m so upset with myself for falling asleep. I’m positive that if I hadn’t, Ryder and I most definitely would have had sex. My stomach flutters at the thought of me and Ryder in bed together naked. I think about his hard body rubbing against mine as he prepares to enter me.
    I’m so consumed with my thoughts of Ryder that I barely pay attention to what some of the other teachers are discussing. I manage to pick out something about an assembly sometime next week, a certain troublemaking student to keep an eye out for and the new substitute teacher.
    Focus Ella, there are other things to think about other than Ryder, oh and sex with Ryder.
    I finish my coffee and head out of the teacher’s lounge to go to my classroom. As I am opening the door to leave, my face collides with a hard chest. Looking up, I notice Brent wearing a shit-eating grin. Fuck! I really don’t need this today.
    “Hey Ella, how’s it going? How about you and I have that drink at my place tonight?”
    “So not going to happen, Brent,” I reply.
    “Don’t be like that,” he says, grabbing my arm and hauling me out into the hallway.
    “Get your hands off of me!” I shout, hoping someone will hear me in the teacher’s lounge
    “Ella, calm the fuck down. What is your goddamn problem?”
    “My problem is that I’m with Ryder now. I’ve told you this and Ryder has told you, but you keep after me. We are so not going to happen. You need to accept that Brent.”
    “You want me Ella. And I want you. This is going to happen, whether you like it or not,” he says, in a menacing voice. He grips my arm so hard that I’m pretty sure it’s going to leave bruises.
    “You are so dead. Didn’t Ryder tell you not to mess with me?”
    “What’s your precious bartender going to do about it? He might look the part of some badass biker, but it’s all a front. He’s a pussy and I can kick his ass anytime.”
    I smile as I wrench my arm out of his grasp. “You keep on believing that, Brent,” I say, heading back to my classroom.
    I can’t help but think that he is so going to get his ass kicked. Brent may be hot as hell, but he sure is a stupid asshole.
    When I get to my classroom, I turn on the lights and notice something written on the whiteboard. I walk up to the board, gasping when I read the message; YOU’RE FUCKING MINE, NOT HIS!
    Pulling out my phone, I snap a photo of the message left for me, before erasing it. It’s pretty clear who wrote it. If he wasn’t going to get his ass kicked before, he definitely will now.
    I am suddenly afraid and sick to my stomach. I’m not sure if Brent is going to become a serious problem or not. I make my way to the office and inform Susan, the secretary that I’m ill and need to leave for the day. She tells me to go