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His room was organized and old oak furniture lining the walls. Violet couldn’t help but trace the intricate designs on the dresser as she walked into the room.
But she was in here to look at the shower, so after one more moment of looking at the beautiful pieces, she went to the bathroom.
Violet immediately found the problem. The hot water handle was loose, and when she tried to turn it, it fell off. She frowned, looking up a few resources on how to replace it. Thirty minutes later, she had gotten back from Home Depot with a new handle and was working on fixing it.
It was probably something a plumber should have done, but it wasn’t too hard. Once the handle was installed, she tested it, finding the hot water running much better. She didn’t know how Charlie had even used it before. Maybe he was taking only cold showers, and that was why he was so cranky all the time.
Violet checked the time and knew Charlie should be getting back soon. So, she cleaned up after herself and turned to leave.
However, she must have not known his schedule as well as she thought she did because she walked out of the bathroom and straight into Charlie.
It shouldn’t have been a huge deal, but he was obviously walking into the bathroom to shower. And he was naked.
So very naked.
Violet’s jaw dropped. He was tall, lean, and muscled. She was realizing how much bigger he was than her, and how … manly he was.
“Wha-Vi…?” Charlie said. He reached around her and ripped a towel off the rack, trying to cover himself. “Why are you in here?”
“I’m … the shower. Handles!” Violet said, her face feeling like it was so hot it could fry an egg.
“But … I thought you were at work!!”
“No, I’m apparently looking at you naked!” Violet said. “And now I’m leaving. It’s fixed, by the way. Enjoy the new handle!”
“Wait!” Charlie said, and Violet gave him a moment, but she didn’t look him in the eyes. She couldn’t - not after she had seen his penis in full daylight.
It wasn’t that Charlie was bad looking. It was the opposite. He was too good looking, but he was also taken, and he was Charlie fucking Davis. She didn’t need to be looking at him like that.
Violet had always done a good job of ignoring Charlie’s looks and only focusing on his bad personality, but there was only so much one could do.
And it had been far too long since Violet had gotten laid.
“Let’s pretend this never happened," Violet muttered, when she realized Charlie was at as much of a loss for words as she was.
“Okay," Charlie said. “But … thank you for fixing the shower.”
“Yeah, um. You’re welcome," she said, before darting out of the room, face still aflame.
Her day didn’t get better after that.
Violet struggled to keep her head on her shoulders after her incident with Charlie. Her mind kept slipping back to it at the worst time, right when she needed to be answering her student’s questions.
And that was when, naturally, one of her kids acted out.
“Jason,” Violet said, irritated with both herself and the noise in her room. “Please stop tapping your pencil.”
“Ugh,” Jason said, his voice loud against her sensitive ears. “You’re not my mom. You don’t get to tell me what to do!”
The silence in the classroom was deafening.
Violet only stared for a moment. Jason had been acting out lately but had never been the type of kid to yell in class.
Violet willed away her instinctive reaction. She had wanted to yell back, or to send him to Dr. Jones for punishment, but none of it was going to help solve the situation.
In that time, Jason had shrunk away, obviously regretting his words.
“See me after class," Violet said, her voice flat, and continued as if nothing happened. A few kids snickered, but Violet glared at them as she continued. No need to make this worse than it already was.
