Page 294 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
I smiled. “Yeah?”
“Absolutely. He’ll probably do it at dinner tonight...”
“Miss Hunter and Miss Hunter,” Mr. Halifax said. “Are you planning on talking during my whole class?”
I cringed.
“Sorry,sir,” Sophie said and bit her lip.
Mr. Halifax cleared his throat and turned to the board.
I was glad that Sophie had a short term memory about seeing Mr. Halifax put on the mascot head. But I hadn’t forgotten so easily. She’d said that any teacher who made out with students was disgusting. So...what was she doing right now trying so hard to hook up with him?
I stared at Mr. Halifax as he started writing on the board. He was definitely the right height. And the right build. And he was certainly old enough to be such a good kisser.
I did my best to pay attention to his words as he explained the problem on the board. But it was hard when you were worried you’d made out with your teacher. And weird. And very uncomfortable. How did my parents ever survive this hell?
“And before class ends, I have your grades from our first pop quiz last week.”
I sighed. I had not done well on that quiz. It had happened the morning after I’d stayed up late texting my kiss thief.
“I hate having to keep my hands to myself,” Sophie said as Mr. Halifax walked down one of the other aisles of desks.
I knew she was looking at his butt. And I did my best not to follow her gaze. I wanted nothing to do with Mr. Halifax’s butt.
He handed out the tests in our aisle and stopped at my desk. “Miss Hunter,” he said.
“Is something wrong?” Sophie asked. She leaned forward on her desk to make her cleavage look better.
He cleared his throat. “I was speaking to the other Miss Hunter.” He turned to me.
No! Why?! Ah!I tried not to cringe as I looked up at him. “Can I help you with something?”Ew.Why had I said that? It sounded so suggestive. At least I hadn’t bit my lip or anything.
“It’s more of if I can help you with something.” He placed my quiz down on my desk. “You always got A’s on the quizzes last year.”
I stared at the big fat C on the paper.
“If you need some extra help after school, I’m always available.”
“Oh. Um...thanks. I just didn’t sleep well the night before.”
He raised his left eyebrow. “Is everything okay at home?”
Stop asking me so many invasive questions, Mr. Halifax!“Everything is fine,” I said. “I just...I’ll do better on the next one.”
“Well, my offer stands.” He rapped his knuckles on my desk and then walked back down the aisle.
What the actual F just happened? I looked over at Sophie.
Her jaw was actually hanging open. She snapped her mouth closed and turned to me. “That sick fuck,” she hissed. “He’s actually trying to bang you.”
“Shhhh!”
“Well he is. Oh, is everything okay at home?” she said in a deep voice impersonating him. “I’m always available after school.” She leaned over and tapped on my desk. “My offer stands, baby.”
“He did not call me baby.” I pushed her hand off my desk.
“Scarlett, that perverted teacher is trying to get in your skirt. He probably read your mom’s book and thinks your whole family likes to hook up with teachers.”
