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Devlin’s eyes go to her, and she somehow notices it while talking to Fernanda and mouths I love you. They’re damn cute together. Nauseatingly so.

Too bad for me, I’m not looking for cute.

I’m not looking for anything except a transaction.

And I’d like to keep it that way.

CHAPTER 7

TYNAN

Arriving at the school on time, I wait for Brody as Elara dismisses other kids.

I stare at her sunny expression as she approaches him next, and when she gives him a hug, he doesn’t even flinch. Can’t believe my damn eyes.

He points to me, and as he does, she gives me a double take, her brows furrowing like she recognizes me—or at least thinks she does.

Finally, she’s paying attention.

A smirk tugs at my lips, then it quickly disappears when Brody heads toward me, brushing right past, all glum and expressionless.

I glance back at her, but she’s already dismissing other kids.

“Hey, buddy.” I attempt to kiss the top of his head, but he walks right past me. I try not to take the rejection personally and fail. “How was your day? Good, I hope.”

Of course he doesn’t answer back. Doesn’t even look at me. Instead, he starts toward my SUV.

“Can you wait a minute, buddy? I want to talk to Ms. Hill.”

At that, his face jolts up to mine and his eyes round.

“It’s nothing bad. I just want to ask her something.”

We return and wait until she’s done with the class. Then I’m crossing toward her with him. Her back is to me, and a smirk falls to my mouth at the thought of her finding out who I am.

“Ms. Hill.”

She gasps in a sudden breath as she whirls toward me, her eyes expanding with every second, fingers feathering over her very fuckable mouth.

I slip off my sunglasses, and my smirk widens. “It’s a pleasure to be seeing you again.” I lean in real close and whisper, “You look beautiful. I especially love how pink your cheeks get when you’re around me.”

She sucks in a wild inhale, her warm breath scattering across the side of my neck, and my cock throbs at the attention. I move back, gazing down her body, covered in a tight white blouse, black trousers, and small kitten heels.

Sexy as hell.

“Wh-what? You’re…” She bounces back a step.

“Let’s go inside so we can talk. In private.”

The other teachers murmur amongst each other. I know I have a reputation. The people in town suspect what we do, but they’re all too afraid to say a word about it.

Kind of entertaining to see them all whispering.

If they’re wondering whether I wanna fuck her, they’d be right.

She peers down at Brody and nervously smiles, then clears her throat as our eyes lock. “Sure. I’ve been meaning to…uh, call his adoptive parent and discuss some things. I just…”

There’s a tremor to her words, and the way her pretty pink lips quiver…fuck, it does something to me.

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