Hot For Sensei

Chapter Seventy-Five

Later that night, Ivy was sitting with Johnny and Mami at Mami's dinner table, awkwardly picking at her food as they waited for Miguel. Johnny and Mami engaged in small talk to quell their worries about where he was, but Ivy bet he was just avoiding Johnny because of how everyone had treated him during training before, which is why she didn't text him to get on his case. She let out a long sigh, dropping her fork onto her plate before resting her head on her hand.

"Oh, that reminds me." Johnny looked to her at the noise, "Why were you such a crab ass during training today?"

"I'm not a crab ass just because I didn't want to kick a bunch of cry babies in the balls." Ivy scoffed without looking at him.

"You did what?" Mami gasped.

"She's joking." Johnny played it off and turned back to Ivy, "No, I mean before that. You were crabby from the start."

"Not until Devan got there..." Ivy mumbled, "Fucking know-it-all..."

"Devan made you crabby?" Johnny nudged her to be a pest, "What's wrong with Devan?"

"Other than she's a kiss ass teacher's pet?" Ivy breathed, "Nothing."

Johnny looked to Mami, confused, and the mother in her kicked in. She rose her brows, giving Johnny a look that said she knew exactly how Ivy was feeling.

"Were you playing favorites today, Johnny?" she asked him calmly.

"No, I put them all through the same drills..." Johnny furrowed his brow and then it clicked as he looked to Ivy, "Wait, are you jealous that there's another girl on the team?"

"No, I'm jealous that there's a newbie getting more praise than me." Ivy confessed reluctantly, looking down to her plate, "But it's my own fault. I ducked out and left you hanging, so now I gotta deal with my replacement, or back up, or whatever the fuck she is."

"You know that's not true. You're my girl and my future co-Sensei." Johnny grinned and patted her head, "I was encouraging Devan because she's new and she needs it. Let's be honest, she has potential, but her mouth is stronger than her fists. You could take her out with your pinky."

"Yeah? So what?" Ivy looked to him.

"So you have nothing to worry about. No one will ever replace you. I'm confident in your abilities, so I'm not going to hover over you like the others, but you'll always be one of my favorites." Johnny's smile was genuine.

"You're growing ovaries again..." Ivy sighed and looked away, but she blushed at his kindness, feeling a little better.

Johnny chuckled quietly and the silence between them returned, the only sound being the shuffling of their cutlery as they went back to waiting for Miguel.

"Why is he so late?" Mami broke the silence again, frustrated.

"I'm sure it's fine." Johnny shrugged, but Mami was still irritated.

"I'm going to kill him when he gets here." She hissed.

"Maybe we should go." Johnny looked from Ivy to Mami, scooting back in his chair.

"What?" Mami snapped her gaze to him, "No, I need you to have my back."

"Uh, when my mom's boyfriends tried to discipline me, I didn't want to hear it." Johnny confessed uneasily, "I don't want him to think I'm an asshole."

"Oh Johnny, things are different now." Mami tried to assure him.

Just as she finished, the door swung open to reveal Miguel who looked shocked, like he had forgotten about the dinner altogether. Ivy wondered if it was a farce, but she decided not to push him.