I was jittery going into physics today. I barely remember what Jefferson had told me at P.E because I kept replaying the words of Ms. Mills.
'I'm not into labels'
'I'm not into labels'
'I'm not into labels'
'I'm not into labels'
So did she have a girlfriend?
What's up with the giant and Coach Robin?
It seemed the more information Ms. Mills told me about herself the less I really knew about her.
She's a Pandora's box.
Opening the door I walked in and heard snickers in the back corner. I shot my head to where my old seat was and Lily and her friends were laughing and pointing at me. Raising an eyebrow at her I stuck my hand out and gave her a thumbs down.
Her face twisted into a puzzled expression and her friends stopped laughing.
Exactly, what the fuck do you say to that.
Nothing.
I sent a wink to her ignoring the scoffs that came from that area.
The story behind the thumbs down:
One day I was driving on the freeway with Belle in my car. Like an asshole I cut someone off who was in my blind spot. Of course they sped around me and we were both prepared for the finger we were about to get but instead he caught pace looked me directly in the eye and gave me a thumbs down.
I don't know why but that hurt more than him just flipping me off.
Ever since then I started using it.
It's proven to be quite effective.
Belle's laugh echoed in the classroom.
Yea, she remembers.
I walked over to my seat and glanced at Ms. Mills who was helping Richie read through some stuff in the text book. Looking up she looked around the room and when her eyes got to me she smiled softly. I sent her a crooked grin and her reaction was to bite her lip.
My pants grew hard at the visual I was getting, a feeling I was becoming accustom to.
Dropping my backpack to the floor I fell in my chair.
"Where were you at lunch today?" she demanded, Belle's happy demeanor changed quickly.
Avoiding her eyes I reached down to grab my text book.
"Around."
I could literally hear her eyes roll.
"Obviously Emma. What's going on with you and Killian? And does Jefferson know because he was acting weird today."
J you suck.
I placed the book on my desk and flipped to last night's homework.
"It's a long story. The short version, Killian tried to kiss me on Friday, we got into a fight. I'm giving him some space before I figure out what to say to him."
"I fucking knew it!" she shrieked causing heads to turn.
I glared at her and she covered her mouth.
"Sorry, I just knew he was going try something like that. So, will you be at lunch with us tomorrow?"
Shrugging my shoulders in response I ran a hand through my hair.
"I don't know. It depends on if he'll want to talk."
"Well let me know, I'll keep you company so you won't be all alone."
A snort from Ms. Mills desk reached my ears. I took a chance and looked at her, but she was ready to meet me. An all knowing grin crossed her face.
There's no way she heard us.
Even if it is the first row, I'm still in the back.
Her brown eyes dropped to my forearm and I followed her stare. There was another hand on me, it was Belle's.
"Okay?" she said.
"Yea, okay."
What the fuck did Belle say?
"Everyone settle down." the husky voice rang in the classroom.
I turned my attention to my teacher in that amazing outfit. A couple of guys whistled and for once I didn't think they were being childish.
I fucking agree.
She smiled at them then spun around in a circle.
"You all like it?" Ms. Mills asked.
"Yes. Ya. Oh yea. Sexy." were all the answers called out by the class.
I however kept my mouth shut.
The way my cock felt was answer enough.
"Thank you." she curtsied at the end. "My apologies for not being here for you on Friday. How was the substitute."
Not you.
"Shitty." Lily responded from the corner.
"Language." she gently scolded. "Why was she bad?"
"She smelled horrible for one." said Richie.
We all agreed.
"She basically just sat there and told us to read."
Yes Ethan, preach.
"Even so, I expect you were all on your best behavior." Ms. Mills eyed the class.
"Emma was the first one to leave. She read the chapter in like 5 minutes."
What? Fuck you Ethan.
Fuck. You.
"Oh she did?" she responded keeping her eyes solely on Ethan.
Richie laughed from the front.
"Snitches get stitches ass face."
Ass face? That's the best you can do? You had me until then.
"Hey, language. I'm gone for one day and you guys turn into a bunch of 7th graders. Now, all of you take out your books and flip to 2.4."
The shuffle of pages filled the quiet room. Everyone stared at her waiting for the next command.
"Lily, explain the equation."
Ms. Mills motioned for her to come to the front. With pride Lily walked up and took the marker she was holding. She began to write on the board the equation she got as Ms. Mills walked around Richie's desk and down our row. I attempted to keep focus on what she was saying but the closer this woman got to me the more vibrations rushed through my body.
My arm hair stood on end and followed her energy as she walked around the back of my chair. She was so close to me, I was waiting for her touch on my back, but nothing happened. The sound of her heels faded and I turned my head as she was swaying her hips towards Lily's seat. She sat down and I couldn't help the frown that crossed my face.
"To calculate the displacement we determine how long the arrow is using the lengths of the sides and the Pythagorean Theorem."
"And what would that look like?" asked Ms. Mills
Lily smiled and winked at her.
The balls on this bitch was incredible.
"The equation looks like a^2+b^2=c^2. Since c^2 is our displacement squared it would be written as (delta/s)^2"
Belle leaned over and tapped me.
"Show off." she whispered.
God I love this woman.
"Does everybody understand how Lily came to this conclusion?".
Ms. Mills asked standing up and slipping through desks making her way to the front. Everyone nodded their head.
"Flip your pages back to Vectors in Physics, in a moment I will be passing out a test. This time I'm not kidding, but before you all groan I'm giving you the opportunity to use your book. If you need any help please come up to my desk."
At least it's open book.
"You got this Em." Belle whispered next to me.
I smiled at her silently sending her a thank you.
Ms. Mills began to pass out a piece of paper, it felt like each sound of her heel against the floor was a count down to my failure.
But I couldn't think like that.
She said so herself. I'm smarter than I give myself credit for.
If Belle and Ms. Mills believe in me, than I can do it.
When she reached my desk, she seemed to take her time in handing me my test.
"I expect better than a F this time." her voice was so husky right now.
I was prepared for the chills though and caught them before they escaped.
Might be getting a handle on this.
Her hand slipped into my vision, the paper was placed on my desk and I went to work. The study sessions had paid off as I answered the questions with confidence. Much more than what I had before. When I got to question 8 I was a little stumped.
Should I go ask for help?
I took a deep breath and twirled the pencil between my fingers, taking a fleeting look away from the test I glanced at Ms. Mills. Her head was resting on the palm of her hand and she was going over papers with a red sharpie.
She could always feel me looking at her, my proof was the way her head lifted and her hazel eyes met mine. For a moment she looked away then her brown orbs came back to me. Resting her chin on her hand she smiled at me and for a few seconds I forgot where I was, what I was doing.
It passed in a blink of an eye.
Ms. Mills raised an eyebrow then pointed down, telling me to focus on my test. I forced my gaze back to the problem and read through the book. I was going to do this on my own. I wouldn't need to go up there for help. Richie was the first one to get up and turn it in, then a couple of other boys. Belle and I finished at the same time again and walked up to Ms. Mills desk.
Belle turned hers in and she got an award winning smile. Lily out of no where cut in front of me almost tripping me in the process. Ms. Mills looked at me then at Lily.
"Here you go." my nemesis said with the cheesiest grin ever.
"Thank you Lily." she replied softly.
She turned around in front of me then bumped her shoulder against mine.
That move is getting so old.
I turned my head to say something but a soft grasp around my hand stopped me. Drifting my head Ms. Mills looked up at me, her eyes were soft.
"Don't." she whispered.
My skin was burning from her touch and when she removed her hand it left me cold. I handed in my test and the first thing I noticed was my answer to question number 1 didn't match Lily's. My shoulders dropped. That's the worst feeling, especially when that person got a better grade than you.
Instant panic.
"Are you confident in your answers?"
She has the worst timing ever.
"Yes." I said with little emotion.
Gracefully Ms. Mills leaned in and took the paper from my hand.
"Do you have time to stay after class? I know you have volleyball practice, it'll only take a few minutes." Her brown eyes stayed focused on the paper.
"Sure, I guess I can fit you in."
No, never say that again.
Why do I sound so stupid around her?
Chuckling she spun back around in her chair and I took that as an invitation to walk away from her desk. Briskly I walked back to my seat, Belle had scooted her desk over to be closer to mine.
"How do you think you did?"
"Good actually, thank you for you're help."
Belle nodded and looked at me endearingly.
"So Killian..."
Damn...I knew she wouldn't let it go.
"What about him?"
"Are you both going to hate each other forever. I get it, he tries way to hard, but he's been apart of the group forever, and so have you. It's just weird, things are thrown off when one of you is missing."
I sighed and bit my lip.
"I know. Like I said I'm going to talk to him tomorrow morning and get this all figured out. I can only control me though, so if he's acting like a bitch then sorry."
"That seems fair."
Soft murmurs filled the classroom as more and more students turned in their tests and somewhere along the line Ethan joined our conversation. Every so often I would sneak a peek at Ms. Mills who was either talking to a student, or grading a paper. When her head glanced in my direction I would casually look away so I didn't appear like a creeper. Sometimes she would smirk at me, sometimes she would shake her head.
This time she continued to stare at me. Her eyes burned holes in the side of my face as I pretended to be interested in what Ethan was saying. She was trying to get me to look at her but it wasn't going to work. I stood my ground and ignored the lingering gaze. Finally she gave up and my body relaxed.
"Can I have everybody's attention." Ms. Mills asked standing up and walking to the front smoothly.
Our attention had been brought to hers instantly, she glanced up at the clock then looked at us again.
"Over the next few weeks we will be diving into some of the most historic people who changed physics. This will lead into your winter break project which will be to write a biography of any one of the scientists from the list I'm going to hand out tomorrow."
Lily's hand raised in the air.
The scoff I made was audible and I saw Ms. Mills smile.
"Yes Lily."
"Will your door be open for us if we need any help?" she asked in the most pathetic voice I've ever fucking heard.
"Of course, for anybody that doesn't know I'm always here 20 minutes before school starts and my first period is open, please come to me if you're having trouble."
NO!
Don't announce it, that's my time.
A mummer of some kids in agreement fulled my annoyance.
"As for tonight's homework, answer the questions from 2.4 to chapter 3."
The bell rang but nobody moved.
Why?
We were waiting to be dismissed.
She grinned at all of us then nodded her head.
"You may go."
Students began to shuffle around and I stayed in my seat to talk to Ms. Mills. Belle looked at me and I pointed to the teacher.
"I gotta stay after."
"Oh okay, good luck today."
She leaned down to give me a hug, said bye to Ms. Mills and walked out. The familiar silence came and I made my way to her desk while she was at the board erasing things.
"So, you wanted to talk?"
Turning her head she looked at me and pointed to her desk. I followed her finger and sitting on top was my test. The letter A was circled along with a smiley face.
Holy shit.
I knew it!
I shot my head back to Ms. Mills with a grin I felt took up my whole face.
"Are you fucking shitting me right now?" I screamed.
She winced at the excess of words that flew out my mouth and I shrugged.
"Sorry, dad's a cop."
Ms. Mills walked over to me and leaned against her desk with her arms folded over chest.
"Well I wasn't, so language. Aside from that, yes you did."
She looked at me with pride.
"I'm proud of you."
Her brown eyes left me to drop to the floor, she bit her lip and shuffled from one foot to another.
I know that look.
She's contemplating something.
"Let me see your phone." she suddenly said.
My hand moved at the command but my brain wondered why. I grabbed it from my pocket and handed it to her. She took it and began to go through it.
Um.
The fuck.
"Since it looks like my time will be booked up before school, I want you to have my number in case you have any questions."
What?
"I'm going to call myself now so I have your number."
She never looked up once to meet my gaze.
The ring of her cell went off and she mumbled something under her breath then handed me back my phone. I grabbed it quickly and put her name in.
Yup, I had the balls to type Regina Mills.
"Do other kids have your number?"
Sometimes words leave my mouth before my mind has a chance to say shut the fuck up.
Finally her eyes met mine again.
"Yes they do. I have students in multiple classes who have something going on either before or after school. It's senior year and I know you guys are trying to fit everything in, I want to make this as easy as I can. I care about your grades."
I nodded slowly understanding where she came from.
"Alright off to practice with you."
With some excitement I grabbed my backpack and jogged out the class all the way to the locker room. A thought entered my mind:
Is that why she asked me to stay behind? My paper wasn't graded yet, I had literally just turned it in. I didn't have time to dwell on the question because Ruby yelled my name once I got into the locker room.
"Emma, you've got 7 minutes."
Oh, so this is what Captain Ruby looks like. With haste I tucked myself away in the bathroom stall. I changed with speed I had never used in my life then made sure everything was good. These shorts felt so comfortable and the fact I was hidden was even better.
I threw my things in a locker and jogged out to the gym. The girl who I had raced with during try outs was the first one to smile at me.
"Hey!" she called and waved her hand for me to come over.
I walked over to the girls and found my spot in the circle.
"You must be Emma." she asked me. Her energy was so bubbly I already liked her. "I'm Tanya, T for short. You put up a good run against me."
"Yea I'm kind of competitive."
"Good, we need that this year."
She placed her hand in between my shoulder blades and pushed me into the middle.
"Real quick introductions, you know Ruby and me. This is Dorothy, Sadie, Rachel, Aliey, Kelsey, and Denise."
They all waved at me and smiled.
The whistle blew loudly and we all turned our heads. Coach Robin was walking up to us with a smile on his face. He was carrying a huge box, next to him was a little boy with wavy brown hair pushing a basket of volleyballs.
"Line up at the net ladies.."
Briskly we walked over to meet him and lined up, the kid left the basket and stood behind Coach Robin's leg. Coach dropped the box he was holding went to move the boy and placed both his hands on his tiny shoulders.
"For those of you that don't know, this is my son Roland. He's going to be our assistant coach for the season."
Roland lifted his little hand and shyly waved at us.
I'm not one to fawn over kids but this fucker is adorable.
"Okay now down to business. This year we have a small team which means all of us will have to work harder and play smarter. We will be tired, we will have doubt, we may think we can't do it, but we can. I have faith in all of us, we will go all the way again. We will finish this year as champions for the second time in a row."
Man knew how to talk.
"Roland, grab the folder on top of the basket and tell us who we are playing."
The kid walked over and stood on the tip of his toes to grab the file. He opened it and read:
"This Friday our first game is against Acalanes."
His voice is too cute.
The girls around me groaned in frustration and Tanya leaned in close to my ear.
"They're a good team."
Coach Robin nodded his head.
"I can assure you they will be coming for blood. We were the only thing standing in their way last year from getting the title by 1 point."
Damn, yea that's got to hurt.
"Today we will be focusing on the rotation, find what position works for everyone then go over some plays. Let's start with Ruby as the center blocker, Tanya will be a setter, Emma I'm going to put you as an opposite hitter on the left side, position 4. Their job is to block, play offense and defense as well as strike, with Tanya you two are the only ones who rotate a full 6 positions.
Oh great.
"Dorothy outside hitter, Kelsey let's put you as the defensive specialist, Denise you're gonna be the liberos. Let's get set up."
We took our positions behind the volleyball net and Coach Robin took us through the motions. Every time Roland would blow the whistle that was our cue to rotate clockwise. I picked up on the spots quickly which gave me a little more confidence.
"Okay lets up the tempo a little, each time Roland blows you will get into your position and give me 7 burpees."
Burpees can go to hell.
I hate those nasty things.
The whistle rang loudly in the gym and we moved. It seemed he would blow it every 10-15 seconds and gives us 5 second rest, it tested my physically abilities for sure. On the 3rd whistle I looked around as my body hit the gym floor and could see the other girls getting tired as I was, Tanya on the other hand didn't seem phased.
I need to figure out how she works out on her spare time.
"Come on ladies, 3 more rounds! Emma push yourself" yelled Roland.
Look at the pipes on this kid.
But don't single me out.
You'd look like me if you were about to die from your lungs exploding too.
On the 6th round I sighed in relief.
"5 minute water break." shouted Coach.
We stumbled to our backpacks and Ruby let me share hers since I didn't use my brain and forgot one.
"Looking good out there." she panted.
"Really? Because I feel like a noodle." I joked with her.
The girls laughed and patted me on the back.
"You're fine duckling." Dorothy teased.
"Duckling?" I asked.
"Yea, you're last name is Swan right? So duckling."
Okay, not the worst I've ever been called.
We began to joke around when Roland's excited cry filled the gym.
"Regina!"
What?
I turned my head so fast it thought it would pop off. Gliding in the gym with her arms wide open was Ms. Mills. He jumped into her body and she picked him up and spun him around. The girls didn't seem to notice my distraction which I was grateful for.
Coach Robin jogged over and embraced her in a hug.
My stomach turned at the sight.
I don't understand their dynamic. Is she with him or not? If she is, who in the fuck was that other guy rubbing her shoulders so tenderly? I watched as Ms. Mills carried Roland off to the bleachers, she placed him on the first row of benches and he stood tall then blew the whistle.
The team put their stuff down and we walked back on the court. My eyes were still glued to her and she met my gaze then quick smile flashed across her lips. I smiled then turned my attention to Coach. Let's take this as my chance to not fuck up in front of her again.
"Okay, so we have about 15 minutes left to rally. We have an odd number of girls so Dorothy I will have you float. Before we start head to the 10 foot line and practice serving. Emma are you familiar with this?"
"Sort of."
"Rachel, work with her."
Rachel, a beautiful girl with long brown hair and chocolate eyes walked over to me. Coach motioned for Roland to come and the little boy jumped off the bleachers and ran to the basket full of volleyballs, stood behind them then pushed them over to us. My gaze drifted to Ms. Mills who had her head deep in papers.
Her brows would furrow every now and then, sometimes she would roll her eyes.
She was so cute in this teacher state.
Rachel grasped my shoulder and led me to the opposite side of where the girls were. She called for Roland to throw us a ball and he did.
"So have you ever done this before." she asked sweetly.
"A little back in middle school."
"Okay, so we'll start from the beginning." Rachel giggled.
I can't lie, she's pretty hot.
First we went through the set up, every one's is different, she likes to spin the ball in her hands twice then serve, next we went over the foot placement, then basic skills of hitting the ball as it comes down. She ran out to where she was just in front of the net.
"Now hit it to me."
Seems easy enough right?
I bounced the ball twice, twirled it between my fingers 3 times and tossed it in the air, I zeroed in on it as it fell and in slow motion brought my elbow back then connected with the ball. A loud smack was heard and it flew clear over the net landing out of bounds.
"Damn!" yelled Coach Robin
When I turned my head he was standing next to Ms. Mills, it seemed I was going to have to learn how to control my frustration. He is going to be my coach after all.
"You got a lot of power in that arm. Outside hitter is perfect for you." he praised me.
Yea, I guess he's not terrible. If they are together at least she's with someone who doesn't seem to be an asshole.
I've never seen her wear a ring though but in today's world that doesn't mean anything.
Rachel jogged over to me and gave me a high five.
"Now how about we control that power." she winked and called for another ball.
Over the next 5 minutes Rachel taught me when and where to use my so called power. She guided me on how to do aces, how to hit a floatie, and how to apply both techniques for a killer serve.
"Are we all warmed up and ready?" shouted Roland and Ms. Mills's chuckle filled my every being.
"Yes we are." yelled Ruby.
"Places then, we have about 9 minutes left."
Kid is feisty as fuck.
I like it.
"Lets have Aliey, Sadie, Denise, and Emma on Team A. Ruby, Tanya, Rachel and Kelsey on Team B. Dorothy float for Team B first. What we are focusing on is our position as a player, that means Emma you are focused on blocking and hitting, when you are in the back row focus on digs to the front row players, look to Sadie for the set. When you want the ball call out 4 so she knows where to pass it, but you have to pay attention and anticipate where the ball is going because there won't always be time to set up plays and call numbers." lectured Coach.
"Got it."
"We ready? Let's get started."
Walking to my position I took the time to look at Ms. Mills. I had barely felt her stare on me all practice. She paused in her movements for a minute and I thought she was going to look up but instead she shook her head then continued reading through what I assume is our tests.
The whistle blew and the ball smacked from our side.
Oh shit, we're starting.
I brought my focus back to the game swearing to keep my attention on the rally. Kelsey bumped the ball and Tanya got her hands up for the set, the ball landed on her fingertips and she pushed off it to Rachel who was on my side.
I saw Aliey slide close to me and we lined up for the block. The number one thing I remembered was under no circumstances does any part of my body touch the net. We jumped up in unison ready for the smack only Rachel tapped it gently floating the ball just over our fingertips.
The reason she's on varsity is because she can do things like that.
Looking behind me Denise was there with the save as she dove and bumped the ball up. We stumbled away and I knew we weren't going to have time to set up for a play. Aliey sprinted to the right side of the net and as best a possible Sadie centered herself, I was sure she was going to set it to Aliey and so did Ruby and Kelsey as they bolted to her side of the net, however when the ball came to Sadie she arched her back sending the volleyball behind her and to me.
I was prepared though and ran through the footing in my head.
Left foot, right foot, feet together and I launched my body high in the air connecting my hand with ball. With force it went flying down bouncing off the gym floor and out of bounds.
Yes!
The girls gave me high fives and I could hear Roland cheering my name. I turned my head and saw him bouncing up and down on Ms. Mill's leg with his fist in the air. Ms. Mills however kept her eyes solely on the boy and the joy on her face from his excitement was a sight to be seen.
"Let's keep it going ladies. Good job Emma." Coach Robin yelled.
We rallied for another 5 minutes before he called it.
"Time. Same for tomorrow. Pick up your jerseys on the way out, they'll have your last name on the back."
I grabbed my backpack and headed for the box with the girls. I accepted that I wasn't going to get Ms. Mills's attention so I didn't bother looking at her. Opening it up I could see 'SWAN' in black lettering on a white jersey, then 'SWAN' in white lettering on a red jersey both with the number 4 under it with a pair of knee pads in a separate bag. I picked it up and scooted out the way so the team could get theirs and unfolded mine. It was an under-amour style fabric t shirt. The front had rose on the top right corner and my number on the left.
I didn't hate it.
"What do you think?" Ruby's voice broke my thoughts.
"I like it." I said smiling to her.
We walked to the locker room and a flood of tingles ran through my body, my hair stood on my neck and my body vibrated.
There she is.
Ignoring it I made my way into the locker room and changed in the stall.
"You know we're all girls here." yelled Tanya from the other side.
"Some people like to change in private." Ruby defended for me.
"I know, I'm just saying we don't care what you look like."
"T, let it go." I heard Ruby whisper.
Yes, please let it go.
"Thanks for the offer Tanya, I'm just a little self conscious."
"I can understand that." agreed Kelsey.
They continued to talk while I changed flushed with embarrassment. Most times I tried not to let my extra appendage bother me, but sometimes...sometimes it did. This was one of those times. I use to think hey, maybe there's a reason why I was born like this. At least the universe blessed me with good looks, an awesome family, and decent charm.
You can only keep those positive affirmations in your head for so long.
The team yelled bye to me and walked out of the locker room.
"You good Em?" asked Ruby when we were alone.
I walked out of the stall in my school clothes. I decided on going commando since I was just going straight home plus I was wearing baggy pants. No harm no foul right?
Bringing my eyes to Ruby I forced a smile at her.
"Yea, I'm good. Thanks for that."
She shrugged her shoulders.
"It's no big deal. I got you."
Reaching out she pulled me in for a hug.
"Do you want me to walk you to your car?"
"No it's okay. I'll be fine. Plus you parked in the back lot."
Ruby eyed me closely then let go.
"Fine, text me when you get home okay?"
I nodded in response then we took off in different directions. My volleyball uniform was spilling out my hands and I was having a hard time walking. The air was cool against my skin when I walked out and goosebumps rose.
"Fuck it's cold." I cursed.
After tripping and grunting I finally made it to my car. I dropped my things to the ground and unlocked the door flopping in and began to start it.
The engine revved one, twice, then nothing.
I tried it again.
Same result.
Again, same result.
Shit!
This always happens when it gets below 50.
Stupid piece of shit of car.
A slew of curse words flew out my mouth as I got out and slammed the door shut kicking it after for dramatic effect.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket to call Ruby and hoped she hadn't left yet but when I clicked the screen my battery blinked 2 percent.
That should be enough to make one call if I talk really fast right?
Taking the chance I found her name and pressed the call button hearing it ring once then the fatal beep of my dying cell sang in my ear giving me a big old fuck you.
I sighed and dropped my head back looking at the sky that was now turning purple and orange from the setting sun.
"Do you need some help?"
I jumped at the voice and spun around. My eyes widened and my stomach dropped.
Ms. Fucking Mills.
She rose an eyebrow then took a step to me.
You wanted her to look at you, now she's looking at you.
"I didn't mean to startle you." she assured.
"No it's okay. Um you didn't." Liar. "And I think it's just a dead car battery, I was trying to call Ruby but my phone died."
"Well it's good thing I'm here then." she said taking another step forward.
The slight breeze blew her perfume making it the only thing I smelled. I fought hard to stop my eyes from closing.
"Pop your hood." she whispered.
It sounded so sultry and I felt the twitch in my pants.
Down boy.
Doing as I was told I opened the door, reached under and popped the hood. Ms. Mills stood in front of the car and unlatched it from under neath and raised it up. I got out and stood behind her just in time for her to bend over and look inside it.
Instantly I was rock hard and as I dropped my head I could see the bulge forming in the center of my pants.
Fuck.