The first chapter wasn't much so I decided to go ahead and put the second up.

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Chapter 2

Class is in session

I walked in to find students scattered everywhere in the room. Once they saw me I noticed a few confused stares and even a flirtatious smile or two from some of the boys. I guess I looked younger to them than I thought, maybe they thought I was a student. 'Now or never' I thought.

"Hello class, I'm Ms. Swan, I'll be your Homeroom and Literature teacher. I would like you all to take your seats and take out a pencil." I said while starting to pass out some of the worksheets I had copied. "Now I know some of you may not enjoy reading or the subject much, but I hope to change your mind a least a little by the end of our time together."

"I like sometime together with her" a familiar student's voice whispered. I turned in time to see a high five pass between two of the male students in the back. He even had the audacity to wink at me. I decided to ignore them this one time, but if he disrupted again than I would have to take action.

"Anyways, I would like you all to fill out the questionnaires honestly and don't hold back. I want to know your stance on the subject that I have come to know and love"

"I wish she'd come and love me." The same student whispered.

"That's enough"

"Really, well what are you gonna do about it."

"Principle's office now! The rest of you can get started on those, and if I find any of you have skipped out or have not done the assignment I will make sure it reflects in your grade, I am not in the mood to be toyed with." I said sternly back at the class while leading the student down the hall to the office. "Now why did you find it appropriate to say such disrespectful things to me in class? You know we have to keep this a secret." I pouted at him.

"I know love, but you looked so sexy when you take charge I couldn't help it. And you haven't talked to me in awhile and I figured this was the only way to get you alone." He said while looking both ways down the hall. When no one was in sight he pushed me against the wall and trailed his hand up my thigh and finding his way to my garter belt. He let out a groan at my choice of underwear. "Why are you so tempting?"

"Edward, we can't do this, not here! There are better ways to get me alone." I begrudgingly pushed him back.

"Come on Bella, it's been three weeks since I have seen you and I can't stand it." his velvet voice taking on a bit of desperation.

"We will talk later, now you need to go to the office and report to them what happened. We can't have anyone thinking I would treat you differently then anyone else." I replied while pointing towards the direction of the office.

"You already have." He raised his eyebrows suggestively. And moved his hand to caress my cheek. I pushed it away.

"Yeah and at the time I didn't know you were 18, let alone a student at the school I would soon be teaching at. I can't let this continue, Edward, at least not until you graduate."

"Just let me come over tonight so we can talk, okay?"

"If I will agree will you go to the office now? I really need to get back to class."

"Yes," I turned to walk away, but he grabbed my hand to turn me back, " Oh, and love you will do great, I believe in you." And with that he turned and walked away. I stood there still reeling from his presence like usual.

I met Edward while looking through the library during a book sale in early June. I was walking around with copies of Austen's Pride and Prejudice and Bronte's Wuthering Heights, When voice beside me said,

"Star crossed lovers huh?" the velvety voice asked me in a bit of confusion.

"Sorry, What?"

"Your books they are all about star crossed lovers. I like Pride and Prejudice but Wuthering Heights is a bit depressing." He stated with intense green eyes I had never seen any thing like before. I took me a couple, of what seemed like minutes, but were probably seconds to reply.

"It's my favorite book. I find Catherine and Heathcliffe very interesting." I stated simply looking back through the books trying to avoid eye contact, knowing that my blush was betraying me anyway to his affect on me.

"Really, favorite? Huh?" he seemed amused by that.

"Yeah, so?" I said defensively.

"Sorry, just trying to understand." He said while holding his hands up as if he were a criminal approaching saying he was not armed. I let out a small chuckle and let myself have one last look. His smile was amazing and took my breath away. It was an unusually crooked smile that was so irresistible. " You have a beautiful laugh." He said matter-of-factly. "Do you want to grab some coffee and talk, maybe help me understand why the fascination with Bronte."

"Um, sure, why not?"

3 hours later

"Well, that was interesting!" I laughed.

"Hey, come on embarrassing summer camp stories are supposed help alleviate tension in a situation not make you feel more insecure." He tried to say seriously but still had that crooked smile on I was beginning to love.

"What tension? I feel completely at ease with you, it's odd really." Except for the fact that every time he smiled or we held a lingering gaze I just about attacked and had my way with him right there.

"The tension I was referring to is the, well, sexual tension." He said with a hint of a blush. Did he just read my mind?

15 minutes later

I had him follow me to my house to continue our talk because the people at the small coffee shop had gotten fed up with us and were less than polite with us. I pulled into my driveway with my truck, which felt inadequate next to his shiny silver Volvo. I got out and met him in at the front door.

"Well this is my house." I stated while looking for my keys in my purse.

"It's great are you renting or do you live with……."

"Ah Ha" I triumphantly held up my keys. "Oh sorry I'm renting."

"Cool"

"So can I get you anything tea, lemonade, beer?" I asked and when I turned around he was closer than I thought. He and I were only about an inch apart and with one move we could be in a very intimate position.

"Bella" he breathed.

"Yeah?" I said, barely above a whisper.

"I don't think I can keep my hands to myself anymore." His voice was low an husky and sexy as hell.

"Who said you had to" 'whoa who said that.' The next thing I knew we were kissing and I was being shoved back against the door. I instinctively lifted my leg and he grabbed my leg knowing what I wanted before I did. He hoisted me up so that I had my legs around his waist and my back was against the door. My hands went to the hem of his shirt lifting it feeling my way across his perfect body. An involuntary moan escaped my lips when I realized how sculpted he was. Our lips left only to remove the offending piece of fabric.

"Bedroom, first door on the left" I managed to say only because his kisses started to go down my jaw to my neck. With me still around him he went to the bedroom and finally set me on my feet once we got there.

"Too many clothes." He ripped off my shirt, while I undid his pants. What did I do to deserve such a beautiful godlike man? His body was perfect in everyway, not too much and not too lean, just perfect. I was not worthy; why he chose me I didn't know. But I would not question, I would only savor every moment. As we continued to tear and rip clothes off each other's bodies we stopped once it was done only to take each other in.

"So beautiful" he whispered before capturing my lips in the most erotic kiss of my life. I started to back him up towards the bed when his knees hit he fell backwards. Then something seemed to dawn on him.

"Shit, I don't have a condom."

"What, you don't take condoms to the library." I laughed.

"I am not kidding we can't do this. Not without protection. SHIT!"

"I'm on the pill. Don't……" before I could say anymore he threw me on the bed and began to knead my breast, he took one into his mouth and gently yet roughly kneaded the other. He switched paying equal attention to both. I arched my back into him.

"Oh, Yes!" I screamed.

"Do you like that Isabella?" I bit my lip and nodded. "God, that is so sexy when you bite your lip like that." I couldn't help but moan when his hands found my clit. "I love that sound. I want to be the only one to be able to make that come out of you mouth." His words only made it better. He wanted to be the only one. He plunged a finger into me causing my hips to buck bringing him deeper into me.

"Oh, Edward, I love that you want to do that but I need you in me." I barely got out above the pleasure he was bringing me.

"I could never deny you anything, love." My heart rejoiced at the word. With that he rolled me over so that I was on top. He put his hands on my hips and guided me towards his erection, which was much bigger than I could have dreamed. Slowly I let him fill me completely and both of us let out a moan of pleasure.

"Oh Edward, Harder, faster!"

"Bella, you're so tight." He grunted. We found our rhythm and the waves of pleasure were fast approaching. "Come for me, my Bella." He moaned. And as I could not deny him anything, I did.

This continued for two months, the best time for me physically and emotionally. But in that time I slowly began to find out more and more about him. Then one day he said to me.

"Bella, do you have family around here?"

"Just my dad. Why?"

"Well, There's a new teacher and the last name is Swan."

I chuckled "That's me. Why do you ask?" I turned to face him and he was not happy. It almost seemed he was in pain with some anger and so many emotions I couldn't put my finger on. "Edward, what's wrong?"

"You're gonna hate me. I can't believe this, I knew it was too good to be true."

"What? Edward, I could never hate you." I took his face in my hands and made him look at me. I was surprised to find his eyes watering. One tear escaped and I brushed it away with my thumb. "I love you." I said for the first time.

"I love you too! Remember that okay." He took his face out of my hands and said the last thing I was expecting. "I think I am one of your students"

Through the rest of the day and all my classes I couldn't help but think the whole time……..

'I'm in trouble!'