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“Excellent.” He motioned for me to follow him down a long hall decorated with big noticeboard-style displays, each housing collages of photos. “Francine does an excellent job of regularly updating our displays. We’re proud of what we do here and like to show it off as much as possible,” Jet said. “You’re a student at LU?”
“Freshman.”
“How’s that going for you?”
“It’s okay.” At least, it had been until my father showed up unannounced. “Classes are good.”
“We don’t get a lot of freshmen looking to volunteer. Too busy partying and soaking up their first year of college,” he chuckled.
“I like to keep busy.”
“I know that feeling. Right, I’m just in here. Come in.” He opened the door and stepped aside to let me go first. “I have to admit, Harper. We don’t get many inquiries from LU about working with our inclusive groups.”
“I want to be an educator, sir.”
“Please, no, sir.” He gave me a warm smile, taking a seat behind the big desk. “You want to teach?” One of his bushy graying brows arched.
“I do. Middle school, I think. I haven’t worked out the specifics.”
“Well, we work with a lot of kids here, so you came to the right place. There are some forms to fill out. But once you’re done, I’ll give you the tour and take you to meet some of the staff.”
“I’d like that very much.”
“Great, welcome to the Rushton family, Harper. I think you’re going to fit right in.”
CHAPTER7
MASON
“I met a girl, Mason brother.”
“Brianne?” I frowned. “You already told me ab—”
“No, not Brianne. She’s yesterday’s news. This girl is older. Super hot. Like those girls in the magazines I found under your bed once.”
Shit.
“Buddy, we talked about this. No snooping in my room.”
“I didn’t snoop, Mase.” He tsked. “I was searching for my hockey card collection, and I found a box of stuff under there. I thought my collection might be in it. I didn’t know it was full of titty—”
“Donotfinish that sentence, Scottie. And for the love of God, don’t let Mom hear you talk like that.”
“What’s wrong with saying titty? The boys at school say it all the time. Fenton Jones said he touched a girl’s titties. Said they felt all soft and squishy.” He went quiet, and then asked, “Mase, what’s a blow job?”
Fucking hell, it was too early for this shit.
I ran a hand down my face and let out a thin breath. “That is something we’ll talk about when you’re older, bud.”Much fucking older.“Shouldn’t you be getting ready for school?”
“I don’t want to go.”
“Scottie, we talked about this. You have to go, buddy. School’s important.”
“All the kids hate me.”
“They do not hate you. They just don’t always understand you, and that’s okay. They can’t all be as awesome as you.”
“Can I tell you about the girl now? The not-Brianne girl. She had titties, Mason. Nice, round—”
