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“Anywhere you like.”

I shoot him a stern look when he finally looks back up at me. I’m hopeful it’s enough to let him know I don’t appreciate his gawking. Then, I turn on my heel and find myself a seat that isn’t in the front row. A few girls stare over at me from their group at the back, and I can see them snickering. Fucking fantastic, I forgot what it’s like to be back at school. These girls probably just graduated.

Ignoring them, I open my laptop and wait for the lesson to begin.

It goes without a hitch, and even though Pete stares at me multiple times, I can see he’s weary as every single time he asks me a question I answer with a snappy tone, to ensure he knows that I’m not here to be messed with. He quickly focuses his attention on the girls at the back, giving them a smile that makes my skin crawl.

How has nobody reported this douchebag?

When the lesson is done, I get the hell out of there and quickly find my next class which is with a nice young teacher named Rose who smiles a lot and answers questions without hesitation. For my last class of the day, I have another young teacher, Gerard, who is maybe seven or eight years older than me. He has an easy smile and boyish charm. He’s friendly and easy to talk to. His dark hair falls messily over his face and he’s always pushing it aside, offering a grin each time he does. I can tell he’s a favorite among the girls, judging by the amount of giggling they offer every single time he cracks a joke.

“How are you finding your first day?” he asks me just before I head out the door after the lesson.

Pausing, I smile at him. “Exhausting. I’ve written so many notes, but I have to wonder if I’ve got it in me to complete this.”

He grins. “You’ll be fine. I can tell already. It’s overwhelming but, eventually, it will make sense. Nursing is a career that will take you far.”

“I hope so.”

“Do you live locally?” he asks, leaning against his desk.

He’s well built, I can see it underneath his dark tee. If I was a single young girl, I’d probably swoon over him, too. His light blue eyes are playful, and his smile is laced with something a little devilish.

“No, I live about two hours away. I just come in for two nights a week.”

“Do you stay at the units or dorm?”

“I was going to stay at the units,” I tell him, “but I managed to get a spot in the dorm rotating with another girl so that worked out well. It’s closer.”

“Less parties, too.” He chuckles.

I smile. “Well, I wouldn’t mind a party or two while I’m here.”

He laughs, pushing off the desk. “I’m certain you’ll find one, then. It was good meeting you, Ciara. I look forward to having you in my class.”

“You, too,” I offer, before leaving the class.

I run into Paulie just outside.

“Well, how did you go?”

I grin, pretty impressed with my first day. “Well, Pervy Pete didn’t touch me, and the other teachers were great.”

“You have Gerard, he’s a great teacher. The girls love him.”

Paulie rolls his eyes, and I laugh. “I got that impression. He seems like a nice guy, though.”

“He’s a crowd favorite. You have mostly good teachers, you’re lucky.”

I nod, turning and walking next to him as we leave the building.

“So, what now?” I ask, seeing that I still have a few hours of the afternoon left.

“We can do whatever we want. That’s the best part. Any ideas?”

“Tell me there’s a good bar around here.”

Paulie grins. “I knew I liked you. Let’s go, I know just the place.”

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