The Alpha Kings Teacher

6

I stood there with no words. I have literally known this man for less than 2 days. This is ridiculously to much. Why does it feel so right.

"Greyson. I'm sorry but you are so pure. So amazing and everything anyone could ever ask for." I held his hands in mine. "But I'm not. I'm not perfect. I'm no sweet all the time. I've been married before for christs sake and I know that hasn't been information that's been told yet but it's true. That's why I moved here. I'm a divorcee. And I'm definitely no saint before that either. You deserve someone who's just as great as you are. I'm so sorry I did that to you. The alcohol was making me not think about things first." I tried to walk away from him but he didn't let me.

"Do you think I care? I like you. I don't care if you've slept with half the town. I like you anyways. Plus I kind of started it. I've been trying to put the moves on you since I found you at the bar. I would have probably started Friday to be honest but we were at your place of work and in front of my niece. Who by the way set us up I hope you know."

"She set us up?"

"Think about it. I get back to town and she suddenly is dying to have me pick her up from school. And how many times has she had you walk her out to her mom?" That little stinker. I couldn't help but smile. "She was right by the way. You are better than I could have even imagined. On a side note I'm kind of concerned with the fact that we have been out here for almost two hours and your friends have yet to check on you." I laughed as he looked at the doors concerned and pulled out my phone to show him the HUNDREDS of texts telling me to get some and hit that. He laughed and took my phone from me before typing his number into his phone and texting himself.

"Wow, making sure you get my number huh?"

"Well that was kind of the entire point of today to be honest and I would consider this a success. Well if I can get a guaranteed second date at least." He smiled handing me back my phone. "What do you say my beautiful Talia Olivia Matthews. Wow. Did you know your initials spell Tom?" I laughed.

"Wow that's how you expect me to agree to a date? Calling me Tom!" He laughed at me as we headed to the doors. "You may wanna, um, put your jacket on.... The spot kind of looks like you peed yourself." He closed his eyes and bent over putting his hands on his knees. "Are you okay?" I stopped walking and put a hand on his back.

"Yes I'm fine just trying to uh, turn down the heat if you catch my drift." I laughed.

"I told you there's an easy fix for that."

"Bite me."

"That can be arranged." I smirked at him and he looked over at me.

"Not helping." He stood up revealing the tent peaking out of his jeans. My eyes widened. It looks bigger than it felt.

"Oh my."

"See what you did." He laughed and I blushed and turned around. "Again not helping." I tossed his jacket at him.

"Can't you like just tuck it down?" I was greeted by a very loud laugh.

"That's not how that works. It doesn't want to be down it wants to be up. Give me a second just stay looking that way."

"I know you said you don't want help. But I really don't mind I mean. You did help me and trust me it had been a very long time" I looked at my toes and felt the heat flooding my face remembering the fact that I just dry fucked him in the gazebo.

"I'm good I promise. When and if you want to after a few dates maybe. It will be in a bed where I can make sure you are very much sober. Because trust me I want to saver every inch of you. And like I said before this is not helping my situation thinking about it." I sighed at the thought. A few dates huh? He wants me to make it through multiple dates? Am I ready to date?