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Chapter Six

Becca

I didn't hear from Storm all weekend which has my head all screwed up today. He said all these things to me Saturday morning and then just disappeared without a word. The things he said to me completely caught me off guard and I couldn't even react to him then. I've never had a guy talk to me like that, kiss me like that, want me like that. I expected him to call me that day and ask to see me. I didn't expect to hear nothing at all.

“Rebecca?” I look over at Ms. Henley and realize that she must have been talking to me.

“I’m sorry what did you say?”Get it together.

“I said you need to tell Carter’s mother that we think it’s best she retains a tutor for him.” She nods toward the door where all the kids are starting to line up. “Please make sure you get some sleep tonight, you’ve been in a whole different world today.”

"Okay, I'm sorry." I walk over to the door and open it to lead the kids outside to our pickup line. Once I open the building door, all of the kids start yelling trying to show me where their parents are. I start dismissing them, and then I see him.

Storm.

My legs instantly feel like they cant hold up the weight of my body. I feel a tug on my pants.

“Miss Becca, my mommy is over there.” Molly points and I nod letting her know she can go.

Carter is the last one left, and Storm walks up to us.

"Ms. Henley wanted to me let you all know that we think its best if you try to find a tutor for Carter just to help him keep up with the work and to ensure he doesn't fall behind," I say it so quick that I hope he understood it all. I turn back toward the building, but he catches my hand.

His fingers warm my entire arm as what feels like sparks shoot through the rest of my body. "Sounds like a great idea. We can start today. I'll send you the address and see you at five."

“No, I didn’t mean—“

“Miss Becca is coming over?” Carter asks excitedly.

"Yea bud." Storm says. "Miss Becca will be coming." He gives me a cocky look.

I don't understand what he said for a minute, but when I do, I can feel my entire face turning red.

“See you at five Angel.”

Before I can reply he takes Carter’s hand walks him over to a truck. Carter turns to me before climbing in and gives me an excited wave. “See you later Mis Becca!”

Damn Storm and his ambush. There was no way I could say no to Carter.

It's okay you can handle this. You'll go there do some work with Carter and then you'll leave.

No matter how much I try to convince myself, I know that there is no way this will be that easy.

Who does he think he is?

He can't just say the things he said to me, disappear and then show up as nothing happened. I go back into the classroom and grab the few things I left behind. When I walk out to my car, there is a single red rose under my wiper. I pick it up and can't help the smile that crosses my face. Maybe I'll let him explain himself, but there is no way I will give into him easily.

Instead of going home I head over to the coffee house, sit down with a hot chocolate and work on getting some papers graded. My phone buzzes with a message from an unsaved number.

See you at five, after your done with the kid we’ll talk.

He never actually asks me to do something, he demands and orders. There's not even an opportunity to say no because there's never a question. My heart speeds up at the idea of being that close to him again. I need to get a hold of myself and stop acting like a child.

Time passes too quickly, and before I'm ready, I am walking out to my car so that I can head over to tutor Carter. I put the address into my GPS, and it says I'll be there in less than ten minutes. Driving I can't help but think what I'll tell him. He had my head spinning on Saturday and then I felt so pathetic the rest of the weekend just waiting for him to call. It honestly doesn't even make sense.

Everything he said to me should have scared the hell out of me. I had my first kiss that morning in the parking lot, I've never been in a relationship or anywhere close to thinking about having sex with someone. From the way the hostess looked at him they had an interesting past. I can only assume he's more than experienced. I shouldn't even be considering something happening between us.

Not only that but Pat would lose his mind if he knew I was considering getting involved with an MC member. This has trouble written all over it which is why it’s driving me crazy that it;’s all I can think of.