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A different kind of ecstasy filled her, just to be near him, all three of them, like that. She let out a deep, shaky breath and prayed that she’d have many nights like this with them and looked forward to a time when it could be every night. Her bed at home would be cold and lonely with just her in it the next night.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Maizy could hardly contain her happiness when she glanced out of her classroom windows and saw Spencer’s truck in the parking lot. Her students were bustling around the classroom, some of them grabbing lunch boxes, as they lined up at the open door to walk to the cafeteria for lunch.
Spencer had told her that he planned to bring her lunch that day. She was excited at the prospect but she knew it would lead to more gossip when he checked in at the office before coming to see her. He’d said he didn’t mind, as long as it didn’t bother her. Cody agreed, telling her that she was an engaged woman now, and if other teachers’ spouses brought them lunch from time to time, there was no reason she couldn’t enjoy the same privilege.
Taking her position at the door, she looked her students over, making sure they were set, and led them out of the room. Spencer’s deep voice reverberated in the hallway as he stepped out of the school office, still speaking to the school secretary, who was directing him to her room, a look of rampant curiosity on her face.
A thrill went up Maizy’s spine as he walked up to her. He’d dressed in freshly pressed jeans, cowboy boots, and a white button-down shirt with the long sleeves rolled down to cover his tattoos. She appreciated that consideration but wouldn’t have cared if he’d left them uncovered.
“Hi,” she said, after directing her students to remain in their line.
Spencer smiled, his eyes warm, as he approached her with two Styrofoam boxes in his hands. The school secretary stood in the office doorway gaping at him. He seemed to fill the entire hallway with his massive presence.
“Hi. I brought lunch, as promised.” He leaned forward and kissed her temple, causing warmth to gather in her cheeks.
Juvenile whispering behind her caught her attention and she turned to her students, who immediately clammed up when they saw her raised eyebrows. PJ grinned like a Cheshire Cat, revealing the gaps where his two front teeth had been until recently.
“Class, this is Mr. Spencer Ketchum. He’s my fiancé.”
“What’s that?” Ruby asked.
“It means he asked her to marry him!” PJ chirped. “He’s gonna be my Uncle Spencer!”
Maizy felt a blush creep up her cheeks as she recalled she needed to ask PJ for his discretion concerning Cody and Heath. He was staying the week with her parents and she’d explained to him at the family supper on Sunday night that she was newly engaged. PJ had been very excited about the prospect. He hadn’t batted an eye over her being engaged to three men and she wished that her father had been as accepting.
“Are you a giant?” Amber asked as she looked up, up, up at him. “You look like a giant to me.”
Maizy suppressed a giggle and shushed the children as they all started chattering at once. “Walk with me?” she asked. “I just need to drop them off at the cafeteria. My volunteer will help them and we can sit and eat at one of the other tables.”
“Sure.”
Once her kids split into two groups, lining up to receive their hot meals from the lunch ladies or sitting at their tables and opening their lunch boxes, she spoke quietly to her volunteer and then directed Spencer to one of the tables where the teachers often sat to eat their lunches. Spencer received a lot of long looks from people but he seemed to handle it with ease, nodding at people in a congenial manner when they made eye contact.
Spencer nudged the toe of her shoe with his to get her attention and quietly said, “I didn’t take you for the sadistic type, baby.”
She choked on her bite of guacamole salad and then giggled because she knew what he was referring to. “Me? Sadistic? Never.” She wanted to fall over laughing but contained her playfulness because of their audience.
“You knew I was coming to see you today when you put on that catsuit.”
The thought had filled her with pleasure as she’d slipped it on that morning before putting on her conservative black skirt and the lightweight leopard-print blouse. The lace edge of the catsuit peeked up over the neckline of the top. “It was on the cool side this morning and I needed an extra layer underneath. And yes, I put it on because I knew you were coming, Spencer.”
