Before You (BY: Book 1)

Meeting Her (part 2)

Lena's POV

"Uh no, he's not... he uh... he couldn't make it." she stuttered even more, looking at the ground. My god, this woman is breathtaking, she's gorgeous, I feel weak in my knees just looking at her. It's insane how I can't help but stare at her, but not too long otherwise it would be too obvious.

We both laugh at her hesitation, still looking deep into each other eyes.

"Sorry." she said. I can tell that she is nervous, and even a little shy.

"Okay, well mmm..." I don't even know what to say, it's like I am in a trance, she's beautiful, but it's not just that. What is happening?
I am lost in her eyes, it's like I can't think. I have to say something.

"Follow me." I finally blurt out, excited. I have to make a good impression, because I have to admit, I really want to admire this woman every day when she will drop off her child here. I know that she is straight, obviously, but still. A good view every day doesn't hurt. I've never have been like that with any of my students' parents, ever. She's got something, I can't put my finger on it. But God she is something.

"Okay." she said softly smiling. This smile is everything, it's bright and I don't know, it's like I can feel the kindness through it. It's crazy how much I just want to slide my hand in her beautiful blonde hair.

Wait Lena, what are you doing? Don't even think like that, she's straight, you have a girlfriend, and even if it wasn't the case, you are at work, and this is totally inappropriate.

"So, here's the classroom, the kids have a place to be quiet or ask questions while they're learning something with the teacher, then they have this place over there, for other more creative activities. Does Brandon love anything in particular?" I ask, this question seems personal, but I swear it's not, we ask this question to every parent, and we try our hardest to give every child a time where they can express themselves through something that they love.

"Wow, it's very nice here." she said, smiling, "Umm, well, it's an understatement to say that Brandon has been begging me for piano lessons, at this point it's not even begging anymore, it's harassment." she laughs, and I just do the same for she looks like a jokester.

"Well, we have a piano here at school, usually it's for the older students but, I will see what I can do." I answer smiling. And once again, I got lost in her eyes, she must think that I'm crazy by now.

"Oh, thank you, that's very sweet of you." she smiles back.

At this point, I can feel my cheeks burning, I think that I am blushing.

"We also have a surf teacher, if he likes the beach; oh, and singing lessons as well." I added.

"Oh my god, with all that he's gonna want to live here and never come back home." she jokes again. Of course, I laugh, and like a silly teenager at that.

She just stares at me, smiling like she just succeeded to make me laugh on purpose.
Okay, so she's not only beautiful, but she's also funny, one more thing and I would be in big trouble.

I stop laughing, but still smile and turn around to finish the visit, when, I don't know what happened, but I was about to fall on the floor.

"Hey there lady, feet to the grown." she said, catching me, and saving me from a complete humiliation.

Her hands on my bare arms, and her front pressing against my side. Oh god, I could die right now. She's so soft, yet so strong. I can feel her eyes on me, checking if I am okay, she's caring.
That's it, I am now, in big, big troubles.

Stef's POV

I am unfamiliar with this sensation that ran through my body when her body had come pressed against mine.

What is it with this woman? I can't put my finger on it, she's absolutely gorgeous, her laugh and smile are mind blowing. She smells so good, it makes me fuzzy, it's intoxicating.

I think my son find his new school. Sure, I would never make a chose about my son's education based on my personal feelings, this school is amazing, and I am confident that he is going to enjoy it.

But I have to admit, I want to see Miss Adams again, this feeling that I had when I first see her in the schoolyard, this sensation of finally being able to breathe. I can't let that go away; I don't want to let go.

Even if there is nothing going on here, even if I am just crazy, or not normal, I want that feeling back, every day.

I've been struggling with my feelings towards women back to my teenage age, but I am not a teenager anymore, I am a grown ass woman. I want better for myself, better for my son. And I know that as long as I can't be truly myself, I can't be happy, and my son won't be able to have a great example, even if he doesn't understand it yet, he's very sensitive.

Kids are sponges, they learn from you every day without even realizing it. I want Brandon to be proud to be who he is, I want him to love himself just the way he is.

And I know that I haven't been the best example, I have a lot of work to do. But I will do it, sure for B, but I have to do it for myself as well, otherwise this whole process would be useless.

Right now, my new life is about to begin.

"Thank you for basically saving me from a total humiliation... Mrs. Foster, are you still here?" I heard her say, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, umm yes sorry, you can call me Stef. And you're welcome." I said nicely, pulling away since she was still in my arms all this time.

She makes me lose the track of time.

"Oh, does that mean that we would have the pleasure of welcoming little Brandon after the holidays?" she asks, she seems excited. Why is that?

"Well, I have to talk to my... to Brandon's father, but I think there's a good chance, yes." I said, smiling my widest.

"Ok, great... Well, I think we're done with the visit, do you have any more questions?"

"Mm, no I think it's great, you look perfect... well the school, I mean the school - of course - looks perfect, it's amazing, really... great..." oh my god, what was that? Did I really just say that? She must think I am crazy, good lord.

She looks at me right in the eyes, without saying a single word, this stare is so intense, it's like she is reading into my soul, it's so scary...

"Okay, so I think I am gonna go now, I have to pick up Brandon. Bye, Miss Adams." I said faster than I should have, and I turn around and walk away, it was almost rude, God I just panicked so hard.

"Bye, see you soon maybe, and you can call me Lena!" she said, her voice getting louder in the hall since I was already a little far away.

But this cause me to turn around, I want to see her one last time.

"Bye Lena." I said, smiling shyly. And then I walked away again.