Mr. Nixon rubbed his temples and sighed. "I actually don't know what has been going on with her and I." he started, leaning back and looking up at the ceiling before looking back at me. "Lately we've just been having problems and pissing each other off a lot. Arguing over everything and it's kind of pissing me off because she will yell at me when I have papers to grade and stuff like that." Aww, he looked so sad and upset over it. My heart broke a little watching his face drop to his hands, he looked so vulnerable.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I said giving him a sympathetic look. "I can't imagine how much that must suck. I wish I could help more but my parents divorced when I was six, so I don't really know what kind of advice to give you."

He gave my knee a small squeeze and having him touch me was fantastic. Jessie was going to laugh at me for seven years after I told her I was freaking out over my teacher touching my knee. "It's alright. I'm just kind of relieved to have told someone about it." he chuckled a little but I could tell he was still sad. "It's been going on for over a month now and I am kind of losing my mind." His hand was still on my knee and neither one of us said anything about it.

"Well, I know I'm barely going to be turning seventeen but I'd be more than willing to listen anytime you need to talk about things. And I can try to help as much as I can." I put my hand over his and gave it a light squeeze and he gave a crooked smile that was literally the most adorable thing I had ever seen.

"Thanks, Lily. That actually means a lot."

I smiled and got down form his desk, it removed the contact we had but I grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled my number down on it and handed it to him. "Here. It's my cell number and I don't care how weird it may seem to be getting a number from your student, I just want to be sure you can get a hold of me even if we aren't in school." Surprisingly he actually took it without a second thought.

"Alright, now finish that test slacker." he smiled. As I sat down I noticed him pull out his phone and put my number into his contacts and that made me feel really good. I was glad he trusted me and glad I wasn't showing any signs of freaking out. I wanted to be there for him, it didn't really seem like he got to go out and make friends too often because he devoted his life to this job. It was also hard for him to make friends at school because the majority of our other teachers either had their own cliques or were too old to converse with and there he was. Young, hot, twenty-six year old him, all alone in a sea of students who started out wanting his dick but hate him now because he was serious about his job and was married.

I knew I never had a chance with him but being his friend was something I could legally do and I wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like that. He was a great teacher, always nice and helpful, he had a good sense of humor with things, and I felt bad that him and his wife had been fighting lately. No one should have to go through things like that. So I finished up my test, turned it in, and gave Mr. Nixon a hug before I left.

"It'll all work out for you, Mr. Nixon." I said as we pulled away from the hug.

"Uh, you can call me Kenny. Outside of school of course." he smiled. That made my heart flutter a little.

"Alright, do after school hours count?" he nodded and I smiled brighter. "Good. See you tomorrow, Kenny." I waved as I skipped off down the hall. When I turned the corner out of sight of his classroom I ran across campus to Jessie, who was sitting in her car waiting for me. I threw myself in the passenger seat and almost had a heart attack.

"Oh shit. What happened?" she asked, starting the engine all the way and pulling out of her parking space.

I spilled everything to her. My talk with [s]Mr. Nixon[/s] Kenny, me giving him my number, him telling me I could call him by his first name, even the part about him seeing my thong. I left nothing out and gave her word for word dialogue aside from the part about his wife. I just shortened that to say he was having a bit of trouble with her and she accepted it. Then I got to telling her about him touching my knee and hugging me back and she smacked herself in the head once.

"Dear god! Why does he encourage your delusions!?" she practically yelled out.

"Right, seriously.. You should have SEEN the look on his face after he saw my thong. He liked it." I winked.

"You keep telling yourself that sunshine." she said as she pulled up in front of my house. "Am I staying?"

"Why do you always ask that?" I grabbed my book bag and got out of the car. "You know you are always welcome here. I don't understand why you don't just move in." I laughed and headed up my driveway. Jessie was accepted with my mom, she was a pretty cool mom and was more like a best friend/room mate than a mom. It was awesome, we treated each other like friends, too. I only called her mom when I was pissed. "MELISSA! I'm hoooome!" I called as we busted through the front door.

"Cool! Get me a soda from the fridge!" she called back.

"LILY WANTS TO FUCK HER ENGLISH TEACHER!" Jessie yelled out as she headed past me into the living room where Melissa was doing her afternoon yoga. I heard a crash and sure enough as I followed Jessie I found my mom on the floor staring up at us like we had lost our damn minds.

"Your teacher, Lily? Really?" she said picking herself up off the ground and sitting on the couch.

I handed her the soda she asked for and fell onto the couch with her. "Ugh, you don't even know how fine this man is! He is like, walking sex." She asked me more about him and I told her everything, excluding anything to do with the fact that he was married with a family. But Jessie, being the annoying asshole she is, mentioned that for me. Melissa was all on board with him then...

"Oh and his wife is gorgeous and his two year old son is adorable." Jessie remarked with a smirk.

"LILIANA MARIE DENNER!" she scolded, shooting upright in her seat. "You can NOT possibly be entertaining ideas about you and a MARRIED man! Are you insane?!"