Page 19 of Apparently, I’m Trouble

“In the bathroom,” Miss Gem supplied. She checked her watch and tutted. “Actually, I need to grab my folder from my desk. There’s a screenshot of Kat’s porch from the movie in it–it might be a good reference.”

Mia grumbled under her breath as the drama teacher left the room in a whirlwind of color, leaving me alone with a barely dressed Mia.

“So you’re not here to complain about me?” she asked.

It should’ve surprised me, but given how I’d acted yesterday, her question was fair. I swallowed back the saliva building in my mouth, then asked, “We have a truce, don’t we?”

She scoffed. “Am I supposed to take that as a no?”

I pushed myself to meet her eyes, ignoring the thick jolt of lust that came from having her eyes on me.

Those eyes, those lips. Fuck…

“I’m just here to help Kira. I didn’t know you’d be here.”

Her frown deepened. “Clearly.”

I let my gaze drop, taking in every inch of her smooth skin. When my stare met hers again, she raised a brow at me. “It’s hot outside.”

“You’ve been in this dress… all day?”

She laughed, surprised by my question. “No, of course not. I went home and changed.”

She paused, then eyed me, skeptical. “So you’re here to help?”

“That’s what Kira signed me up to do.”

Mia fought a smile. “Your daughter is good at signing you up for things, isn’t she?”

I looked at the paper in my hands. “She doesn’t really give me much of a choice.”

Mia pursed her lips like she found this whole thing hilarious. “Well, I’ll give you credit for being here. Maybe our truce won’t be ripped to shreds. As long as you show up on time.”

Footsteps pounded on the concrete outside, and I hoped it was Kira. I needed to not be alone with this woman.

“Okay, I think I have–” Miss Gem stepped back into the amphitheater, flipping through her folder as she walked, and planted her shoulder right into the plank of wood propped against the wall.

It wobbled, teetered forward, and in under a handful of seconds, started to fall.

And Mia just stood there, staring at it.

I moved on instinct, wrapping my hand around Mia’s waist. She made a high-pitched noise as I pulled her to me, and the wood thudded to the ground. Right where she’d been.

Her hand was on my chest as she stared at the plank, while Miss Gem lingered in the doorway, repeating her apology over and over.

I should’ve let her go then, but I’d lost the ability to think. All I was aware of was how soft she felt against me.

Mia looked up at me like she wasn’t sure I was really there, holding her, and my cock swelled at the sight of her slightly open mouth.

She smelled so spicy and sweet that it made me want to sink my teeth into her neck. The thought of her back arching, gasping as I bit into her, snapped me back to reality.

Jesus, I was acting like a caveman.

But before I could get my shit together, she turned in my grip and murmured a curt, “Thank you,” as her hand formed a fist in my shirt.

“Are you all right, Miss Walker?” Miss Gem asked, eyeing the heavy plank on the ground.

Mia blinked. A moment later, she was an arms length away from me.