Her Teacher

CHAPTER 3

LEXA

It's been a week since the ride, I had thought she would say something the next morning but that didn't happen. She's also making it obvious to not look at me in class. Which is fine by me because those Blue eyes would look good in the dark.

"So this is your tennis team." We've been watching them for five minutes.

Technically I've been watching Miss Griffin.

Not intentionally.

"Yep, have you played before?" Costia asks.

"Not really." I get on my feet and walk towards Coach Blake. She's talking to Miss Griffin as a group of girls play a singles match. Griffin looks my way, I thought she might look away but she keeps her eyes on me. "Hello Miss Blake?"

"Hello."

"My name is Lexa, I was wondering if I can play one game." She eyes me suspiciously. Griffin looks away licking her lips.

"Do you want to join the team" Shrugging. "Okay do you know how to play, you can wait for..."

"There isn't time, it's just a game with her." Pointing at the girl who's been kicking it real hard. The Blake woman laughs. I glance at her before focusing on Miss Griffin, today she wore a short Black dress, somebody should check in on her dress code. This dress is meant for night clubs and not in a class, especially not with those eat me heels.

"This kid." She looks at her friend. "Fine, pick a racket." And she leaves us alone we stare at each other for a while.

"Can you even catch balls?"

"Miss Griffin we don't catch balls, we hit them." Leaning closer to grab the racket behind her. "Hard." A smirk graces her lips before she licks them. Miss Blake calls after me and I walk over with my game face.

"Okay so this is Anya," she turns to me with an evil smile. This woman is setting me up, "show me what you got." Yeah right, by giving me your best player thinking she'll shove my ass. Will see about that.

Anya chuckles. "Did you used to play?"

Walking to my spot I glance at Griffin before waving at Costia who is cheering on the sidelines with Luna "no."

Once we get into it, I can't seem to hold back on her. Anya is good, I'll admit that's why I wanted to play with her. It's like Osaka and Serena, I'm Serena if that's not clear yet. Hope Griffin is watching. Wait, I don't care if she is paying attention, probably busy thinking about tits.

Now let's finish this with a bang, hitting the ball right, giving that fire going. Anya dives for it but misses and boom. I still got it. "Thought you said you didn't play." she says breathlessly when we meet in the middle.

"I didn't, just fooled around."

She laughs. "What was that?" Miss Blake asks, her face lighting up. Yeah sorry to disappoint but I'm not a team player, hence this wasn't about wanting to join. I look to the side, on time to see Griffin walking off the court.

"Just a fun game, thank you for letting me play, really needed to relax." Her jaw is on the ground right now, this is the first time I'm playing since my dad dead. It felt good.

"You know what let's not talk now, come to my office tomorrow during your break."

"I won't change my answer though."

We go over it some more, my answer stays the same but it doesn't stop her from showing me around. Her smile is contagious, can't help joining her in it. The school doesn't look so bad anymore maybe I can survive this. With my head low I should be fine, soon I'll be back home in polis.

Classes ended minutes ago, if I was home there would be a party to go to not that there isn't one here, Costia already invited me to the one taking place tomorrow, don't know if I'll be able to go maybe I should take a walk tomorrow and get to know the town a little better.

"This is the third time you staying behind," her husky voice came through. Seriously this dress is a sin. "Why not go home with your friends?"

"Honestly I don't know why." She looks at me from her papers, stops what she's doing to lean against the desk. Hands folded over her chest.

"Will you join the team?" she's so direct.

"Do you think I can fit in, am I good enough?"

She giggles, sexy sound coming from her. "Now you want me to stroke your ego?"

"It's called motivation." She smiles while walking over to me. Now that we are close, she puts her hands on the table leaning in.

"I would rather break you, you already showed off right?" her eyes drop down to my open shirt, had gotten rid of the tie and popped some buttons open showing a little of my bra. Her look alone as me hard, now I can't stand up, with this short skirt she may be able to see it. "Button up." Oh! She thinks she can tell me what to do, classes are over she can't punish me nor tell me how to dress.

Leaning backwards. I give her a look that is defiant. Our eyes meet, a staring contest, don't think a tornado can break it, she leans in further. Brings her hand towards me, and one by one she slowly does my shirt without breaking eye contact. Something washes over in her eyes, it's so quick I can't read it. Good thing the desk is covering me, what is happening right now? I'm not attracted to this woman even though she's hot but my body is not getting the memo.

Her fingers linger a little off the platonic side, if my body wasn't In tune to her I have missed it. A slow subtle brush of her nail, trailing my neck. She holds eye contact for a second before pulling away.

I'm not imagining this right?

I should let her leave. Miss Griffin goes back to her desk picking up her things. Her hand runs through that chopped blonde hair, messing it. I've seen her do that a few times when we are in the same hemisphere. "Why break me?"

"What?"

"You said..."

"I know what I fucking said Lexa." She hangs her bag over her shoulder, making her way out. Yeah she's not running from this conversation. Picking up my bag, she quickens her pace.

What a rude woman.

"So tell me." her smile has me almost losing my footing. We pass the almost empty halls in silence, we both know what I want and I have to say I'm curious to know. She said it with so much emotion, maybe, I don't know but this woman is beginning to get under my skin.

Once outside I stand my ground, if she doesn't answer I will stalk her home and show her just how crazy I can get when something is on my mind. Griffin sighs, "You won't let this go?" nodding my head she sighs deeper and walks me to my car. She chuckles at the Bugatti Veyron in front of her. I know, it's a beauty. Go big or go home. "You have a huge ego, but you don't have it. It's all for show, stirring up the pot slowly so that you can self-distract yourself. No one wants to be noticed, those who do, have a problem." I frown at her. "Why I would break you? In order to free your submissive nature." She pats me and leaves.

Submissive? Me?

What just happened?

It's like I blinked and missed it all.