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Luckily for me, the first week of being a student teacher for Mr. Slade consisted of me observing from a distance. I didn’t have to speak a word in front of the class or in front of Milo. I solely sat at the desk Mr. Slade brought into the classroom for me and watched as he instructed the class.
Still, I felt it—Milo’s eyes lingering on me.
CHAPTER 7
Milo
“Showing up two days in a row, Mr. Corti. Color me shocked,” Mr. Slade said as I entered the classroom.
“You and me both. You and me both,” I muttered.
My mind was still on the student teacher’s ass that guided me into said room. She was a good girl. That was given by how she’d almost burst into tears the prior day. But the trouble with her being a good girl was that I was a bad boy who wanted her to be my good girl. I still wanted to taste her against that desk, under the fluorescent lights, as she scolded me for not following the lesson plan.
After taking my seat, I looked at her and tried not to let my stare appear so obvious. She looked good that afternoon. Even better than she had the previous day. She was still teacherly, with her straight hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. I couldn’t help but think what it would’ve been like to pull that ponytail a little while she was on all fours with her ass facing me.
Thoughts you shouldn’t be thinking, Milo.
Her name was Starlet, not like the letter, but like the constellations in the sky.
I found that out with a quick internet search because I needed to know her first name, not only her last. Ms. Starlet Evans.
She didn’t have much online regarding social media, and the accounts she possessed were private, which was unfortunate. All I wanted to do last night was dig deeper into who she was. I didn’t even know why. For the most part, I hated people. No…hate was too strong of a word. I was indifferent to other human beings. I couldn’t have cared less about them if I had tried. Yet the plot twist of Starlet ending up being my teacher and tutor was something I didn’t see coming.
I had difficulty focusing on whatever Mr. Slade was talking about during the hour because I couldn’t keep my eyes off her sitting at that desk, doing her damnedest to avoid looking my way. It was as clear as day that she was avoiding me. I couldn’t blame her.
With how her conscience worked, she was probably beating herself up for the unfortunate events between us. But if I were honest, I saw nothing unfortunate about it. After we’d hooked up, I daydreamed about it for the longest. I hadn’t even been with another woman since. I was still high off her. I’d never tasted anything like that, like her, before. Starlet tasted like heaven soaked in sin, and after I left that bedroom with her, her tastes lingered against my tongue.
With the way my conscience worked, I only craved more. That was probably why I was destined for hell, and she was made for heaven. We were the opposite of one another. Hell, I’d never even met a woman like her. Someone so timid yet sexy. Smart yet quirky. Thick yet so... Okay, there was no yet to that fact. I just loved how thick she was. Lifting her onto my face and having her hover on top of me was the highlight of my night.
And to think, I wasn’t even going to attend that party, but it was either that or sitting at home alone with my thoughts.
She kept her eyes glued firmly on Mr. Slade. I couldn’t help but smirk because I knew she was going out of her way not to look in my direction. I couldn’t wait to have the chance to sit near her. Smell her. Be close enough to touch her yet knowing that would be forbidden. It was the sweetest kind of torture; one I couldn’t wait to experience during our tutoring session after school.
Mr. Slade began handing out the graded quizzes from the previous day. As he laid mine on my desk, he shook his head slightly. “Not a shocking score, Mr. Corti.”
I glanced down at the paper and saw the large red F written on the top. I swore Mr. Slade went out of his way to make my Fs big and bold. It was almost as if it were screaming, “fuck you, Milo, and your stupidity.”
The joke was on him, though. I wasn’t stupid. I simply didn’t try. There was a big difference.
I glanced up from my failure and caught Starlet’s stare on me. She didn’t look away this time like she had for the past forty-five minutes. Instead, she tilted her head with eyes packed with curiosity. She must’ve overheard Mr. Slade’s comment toward me.
