Page 16 of Hot Four Teacher
“I’m Dane.”
“Michelle.”
We sit awkwardly for a moment before he asks if I want a drink. I tell him I’ll take anything fruity. He excuses himself to go to the bar.
My phone chimes from my pocket. I pull it out and see a text from Ronnie.
Look, we are over here keeping an eye on you, but if you want to get out of here with Mr. Hottie, just text me the word BANANA.
Why banana?
I think that’s self-explanatory.
Ronnie, I highly doubt I’m going to leave with him.
I type the words, but there’s still a tiny voice in my head telling me how nice an orgasm would be. I’m pretty sure that tiny voice is the rum talking. It must be in cahoots with my vagina.
Ronnie texts back.
That’s okay too. If you do leave with him, I’ll have my phone all night. Text me if you need anything at all, and I’ll come running.
A hint of a smile touches my lips. She may be younger than me, and she may be annoying, but damnit, she’s a great sister.
Before I can say anything else, Dane returns to the table. He hands me a large frozen drink with a crazy straw and a tiny umbrella.
“What is it?” I ask.
“Honestly, I’m not exactly sure. I told the bartender I wanted something fruity. It got me a weird look, but I hope it tastes good.”
I giggle and take a drink. “Delicious. I need you to know that I’m not usually this forward, but I feel like I’m in a rut.”
He nods. “I get that. For what it’s worth, I like that you were forward. If you didn’t make the first move, I know I would have.”
“Really?”
“Really. You look incredible.”
I feel myself blushing like a fucking teenager. I look at him and see that his eyes are a gorgeous crystal blue. They’re stunning.
And now that we are closer, I can see just how big his biceps are and how broad his chest is. He’s a beast of a man and completely different from the guys I’ve dated in the past.
This is aman.
I wonder in whatotherways Dane would be different than the other guys I’ve dated in the past.
There’s only one way to find out.
“Dane, I’m going to say something that’s going to sound a little crazy.”
His lips curl into a half-smile. “I’m listening.”
“Like I said, I quite literally never do this, but I came out tonight to get out of my comfort zone.” I take anotherlongdrink to gain some more courage. “Dane, I haven’t gotten laid in a very long time.”
He cocks an eyebrow at me.
I’m not sure why I’m telling him this, but apparently, I’m not finished.
“I have no clue where this night is going to go, but maybe we could find out. Maybe you and I could have a no-pants party.”
