That's Miles to you Ms.Davis

Chapter Two

It's been said that strict parent's create sneaky children and I whole heartedly agree. I mean here I was, sneaking around with man old enough to be my father, not literally of course, while my dad sat at home watching my brother do push-ups until he threw-up. Did I mention dad is an ex- Military officer? My brother, Aidyn, had been caught trying to pay some kid to do his homework for him. I, on the other hand, have not been caught, even though I have been dating this guy for almost a month now. We were at a resturaunt with some of his friends that he was introducing me to.

"So when did you guy's meet? asked a flirtatious brunette, with, what I assume is, her work clothes on. I smiled at Miles, who was leaning back against our round booth, with arm on the seat behind me. I scooted closer to him and he smiled at me in recignition.

" About four years ago." He said and winked at me. I smiled back. You can tell me that this is wrong all you want, but I am eighteen, so dating a twenty-six year old, is completely legal. Well... sort of, there is kind of a catch to our little relationship.

"Do tell the story, I am a total sucker for a cute love story." Said an overly-cheery, blonde girl. Damn, why are most of his friends female? He looked at me and smiled, I knew he wanted me to tell the story, but I shook my head.

"No you tell them, they are your friends, plus you tell the story better anyways." He smiled and kissed me on the cheek.

"Four years ago,first day of school, I am sitting at my desk, minding my own business, and this hot little redhead walks in and says, 'Excuse me sir, but can you tell me where Mr. Grayson's creative writting class is?' So I smiled at her and responded, 'You are in the right place, I am Mr. Grayson, pleased to meet you Ms. ... Um...' I held my hand out for her to shake and she gives me a shy smile and weak handshake. It was like she was afraid to touch me. Then she blushes and responds 'Aubrey. Aurbrey Davis.' At this point she wouldn't look at me. I quickly learned that she had as much of a love for writing as I do and the talent of Shakespear when it came to writing stories, and the talent and passion of Edgar Allen Poe when it came to writing poems. It got harder and harder to stay away from her, especially since she loved to stay after class. One day, about a month and a half ago, she stayed after class and I couldn't hold back any longer, I had to make this girl mine." I smiled at the memory of the day and laughed internally to myself, knowing that he didn't go into detail for reason.

The day happened about a month and a half ago, like he said. I stayed after class to get feedback on my report that was due in a couple of days. I was the girl that finished her writing assignments the day she got them, but kept them until the last day, so I could make sure they were perfect. I slowly gathered my things as the students filed out of the classroom. Mr. Grayson had his back to me, since he was erasing the whiteboard, and damn did he have a sexy ass. After the last student left the room I picked up my bag and headed over to Mr. Grayson's desk, since he was now sitting down. He looked up at me and smiled. I almost melted, God he had the best smile on the planet. His smiled- well his presence in general always made me seem to be significantly more clumsy, which is deffinitely saying something.

"What can I do for you Aubrey?" Ugh! I loved the way my name rolled of his tongue, it was so hot. I smiled shyly at him and handed him my report.

"Would you mind looking it over, before I turn it in?" He smiled.

"You know for being the schools badass, you do a pretty badass job of keeping your grades up." he smiled. I blushed.

"My parents are hard on me, if I don't keep my grades up then I have to take my piercings out." I joked and he faked gaped.

"Those monsters!" He teased and I giggled.

"Yeah they are pretty tough."

"So when do I get to read this book of yours? You know I am starting to think you lied about having a book published." He teased. I had the book to give him, I had for months, I was just really self concious about it. I slid my backpack off my shoulder and dug the book out of my bag. As I went to hand it to him, I knocked over his cup of coffee and it dumped in his lap.See what I mean, by klumsy? I gasped and apologized several times, I grabbed some tissues out of the box on his desk, and without thinking, I started to wipe the coffee off of his crotch. He gasped and my eyes widened in realization, I froze, but thats when I realized... he was hard VERY hard. I looked up at him and smirked.