Hot For Teacher

Chapter 12

I wake up to the sun in my face. I look at my phone for the time. Shit. I'm running late. I get up, throwing sweatpants on and my slide on Vans. I grab my keys and run out of the garage door. I speed to school and run in as the bell to go to class is ringing. I get to my class around the time everyone else does. The rest of the school day is a blur and I skip tutoring to avoid Jason. I mean I know I will see him at home, but now it is great we can't really be seen a lot because it raises no eyebrows that I am avoiding him.

"Miss Spencer," Jason snaps me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I look at him and stop.

"Don't you have work for Ms. Kennedy?" he asks.

"Yes," I nod.

"Well she has me covering for her today," he says and when I see that there are more people than usual, I go take a seat. I pull the stuff out and start working on it because I actually understand most of it. When I get towards the end I need help, but he is helping someone else.

"Mr. Momoa could you come help me with my last few when you get the chance?" I ask.

"Yes Miss Spencer," he finishes. I just look around because I left my phone on the nightstand. Why doesn't he just call me Brooke? Every other teacher and administrator calls me by my first name.

"You need help with the remaining problems?" He sits beside me. I just nod. He takes the pencil and paper writing as he explained the seventh question. Then he sits to watch and correct as I work on the last three. He still checked over them then says I am good. So I get up and leave without another word. I go to a park to get fresh air and to my luck, it's empty. I sit on one of the swings and slowly swing. I close my eyes, feeling the breeze cool my face as I do. My allergies are going to be a mess later because I am allergic to this pollen that is floating in the air.

"Hey," I hear a males voices and come to a stop after opening my eyes. The guy looks creepy and is coming from the woods. I go to call Jason, but don't have my phone. Shit.

"Hey! I'm talking to you," He gives me a creepy smile.

"You are very beautiful to be sitting out here alone," he walks towards me with a limp. If I sprint and slow down to open my car door then I can outrun this guy. My key fob will start my car with the press of the button. I have my hand on my keys and brace myself to run for it.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" he is getting closer. I need to run or there is no way I am making it.

"Who is that?" I point behind him and it actually works. I sprint and get in my car then speed off.

Without thinking I floor it, speeding straight home. When I pull into the garage his car is there. I stop the car then get out running into the house. I look around downstairs, but I don't see Jason.

I open the back door and sit on one of the porch chairs. When I start sneezing too much I come back in and instantly can't breath. I go to the medicine cabinet and take my medicine. Then grab my nose spray which clears up some so I can at least breath through one nostril. For those of you lucky enough not to have bad allergies I can tell you they suck. It's like being sick with the flu, but no amount of medicine or tricks or home remedies actually help. Well I have never actually been sick so I am guessing it is like that.

"Jason?" I call out as I walk up the stairs. He comes out of his room.

"Yes?" He has annoyance laced in his voice.

"Oh...uhh...nothing," I look around and he walks back in his room.

I walk to my room. Then take a hot shower in my bathroom. Finally I can breath once the steam is heavy. When I finish up I change then braid my hair and lay down. I honestly feel like shit. The allergies don't seem to get any better year after year either. I honestly just want to be cuddled with Jason and sleep the rest of Spring.

"Jason!" I call out hoping it doesn't make him think it's too much of an emergency. After a few seconds he is in the doorway. I can tell he is worried from his face.

"I'm sorry to cause so much worry, but I just wanted to know if you would come lay with me or if you are doing something I could come with you," I see the worry leave his face and a slight smile appear.

"I am actually in my room if you want to come in there. I got rid of the other mattress and old sheets so everything is new and used once when I slept there last night," He comes to my bedside.

"Thank you," I get up quickly and hug him. I explain what happened at the park just in case the guy like finds me or something.

"Don't worry baby. Nothing will happen," he kisses my forehead then walks to his room and lays me down. Oh my gosh it is like laying on clouds. I close my eyes and feel him put the blanket over me.

"Are you comfortable?" Jason asks after laying down with me. Before answering, I move under his arm and lay my head on his shoulder then mumble a yes. He kisses the top of my head and I start to fall asleep.

**********A Few Days Later**********

I wake up next to Jason. He is already awake and is sitting up with a book in his hands. I get up to use the bathroom. When I come out he looks in my direction and smiles before looking back at the book. Things between us have been okay and quiet. We haven't talked as much. Most nights I fall asleep in my bed, but end up in his because of how bad my nightmares are. I think he understands how close I was to walking away because he has just been more mindful and careful. He has apologized multiple times each day. I think he is truly sorry. I think I will try to talk to him today so we can go back to normal because I hate it. I hate the tension there is and him treating me different. Don't get me wrong I appreciate that he cares enough to show he is sorry and that he does not want to further the pain by jokes.

"Hey," I stand in the doorway of Jasons room and look at him.

"Yes?" He sets the book in his lap and looks at me.

"I forgive you," I look down then back up at him.

"Thank you," He smiles. I nod.

"I don't like the tension at all," I admit taking a step forward.

"I don't either, but I was trying to give you space," He half smiles and motions me over. So I walk all the way in and stand beside him while he is still sitting up in bed.

"So we are good?" I look at him confused.

"It is up to you darling. I am the one who messed up," He takes one of my hands.

"Then yes we are good," I nod. He smiles then lifts me up into his lap and hugs me. I hug him back tightly, digging my head into his neck.

"I've got you baby," he holds me tightly and kisses my head.