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“Well, Sierra”—he stopped in front of a door and extended his hand—“I’ll make sure we fix that during class. I’m Steven Patton. Your new professor.”
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“Y-you’re the professor?” Sierra asked, eyes widening. “F-for the course?”
A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. “Yes.”
“Oh my God,” she said, hiding behind her hands. “I’m so sorry.”
After a chuckle left my lips, I placed my hand on her lower back and steered her in the direction of the main office, where she could officially sign up for Sex Education 101. Michelle was the organizer for every class, and she had roped me into teaching this time after giving me a sob story about how we needed to help more people.
“There’s nothing to apologize for, Miss Monroe, was it?”
“Sierra. You can call me Sierra. But there totally is! I just—” She smacked her lips together and averted her gaze. “You know what? I’m, um, going to shut up now before I say something I shouldn’t.”
“I’d love to hear all the things you shouldn’t say,” I murmured.
Cheeks turning a shade darker, she peered back up at me through her lashes and cracked a small smile. I stopped to catch my breath and gathered my thoughts before pausing in front of Michelle’s office.
I knocked three times. “Michelle!”
“Come in, Steven,” she hummed.
Once I pushed the door open, I allowed Sierra to step into the room and then followed her. A waft of strawberries drifted from her hair. She stopped in front of Michelle’s desk and smiled nervously.
“You must be Sierra,” Michelle said, extending her hand. “I’m Michelle Patton.”
Sierra formed an O with her mouth. “Oh, a-are you two married?”
“Michelle is my sister,” I clarified.
“Adopted sister,” Michelle added. “That’s why we don’t look anything alike.”
Sierra nodded, then glanced back at me—or more specifically, my bare left hand. “Oh.”
“You’re here to enroll in Sex Education?” Michelle asked.
Sierra nodded.
Usually, at this point in the conversation, I’d leave and let Michelle do her job. But I found myself shutting the door gently to give Sierra privacy and sitting on the maroon couch in Michelle’s office.
“Great!” Michelle said, taking note. “We have one spot left.”
“Lucky, lucky, Miss Monroe.”
“So very much,” she whispered, playing with the end of her sleeve and peeking another glance up at me. With her breath sucked in just a smidgen, she inched her legs closer together and returned her gaze to Michelle. “Is there anything you need from me?”
“Yes.” My sister handed her a clipboard. “Please fill out the information and sign.”
Sierra sat on the edge of the couch beside me while Michelle leaned back in her seat and smirked in my direction. I stared back blankly, not wanting her to make a big deal out of this once Sierra left. I’d bet this was the exact reason she wanted me to teach.
Five minutes of silence later, Sierra stood and handed the clipboard back to Michelle, who reviewed it briefly for a signature. She unclipped the papers and filed them in a cabinet. “You’re all set, Sierra. Here are some papers to explain the class in more depth.”
“Great,” Sierra said, blushing. “I will, um, see you soon then, Professor.”
“Don’t be late for class, Miss Monroe,” I said. “We start tomorrow night.”
