To be or not to be........a Cougar

Ch 11 .... Asking all them questions

Jocelyn's POV

Oh my goodness. Why on earth does Marcus want me back. Do he really fucking believe that I would take him back after what he put me through. I mean COME ON!!! He cheated on me with some hoochie that got pregnant while I, his wife was pregnant. And he had the nerve to fuck her in my house and in my fucking bed. Then the bastard asked me for a divorce because I lost the baby that he caused me to lose. I mean really?!?!? What the flying fuck!!!

I ranted all the way back to my classroom where Dom told me to go. When I got there, Mr Sanders was there in my seat with a bowl of mix fruit and some juice. Just what I needed. Something light.

I walked over to him and asked, "Are you ready for your sweatshirt?" "No mam. I came to bring you this and to sit here to make sure that you eat........all of it. If you don't mind my asking, was your Ex bothering you?" he said while watching me. At the moment, I ignored the question but said, "Mr Sanders, if you should text or call your friend that called you to babysit me, would you please tell him that I said.....thank you. And yes Marcus was bothering me."

"So, I was wondering if you could help me out with a little problem that I have?" "Sure. What's up?" I said as I threw my trash away and sat back down. looking at the clock, I noticed that I had 45 minutes till my last class.

"I have a girl problem." he said looking away. Awe, how cute. Unless she's batting for another team........he shouldn't have girl problems at all. "OK, what's the problem? She have a man already?" "No mam. The thing is.......I don't know how to get this female to like me." "Really? Is she gay?" He laughed saying, "No mam." "Well, you shouldn't have a problem then." "I don't know how to show her the real me. I got it bad for her. She's all I think about. How would you want your man to show you that he's serious about you?" he said looking at me under eyed. "I'm not sure on how to answer that. Every woman is different and want different things from a man." I said as I rubbed my wrist where Marcus grabbed me earlier. I guess Mr Sanders noticed and, without asking permission, he pulled up the sleeve to the sweatshirt and held my hand in his. Carefully, he inspected the bruise that was starting to hurt. Mumbling, "If you were mine, I would never hurt you." He said it so low that I barely heard him, but I did. I thought that he said that he had a girl problem? I thought as I slightly pulled back my hand from his warm one.

Mr Sanders and I talked the rest of my lunch hour and got to know each other pretty well. He was very easy to talk to, just like Dom. I hadn't receive not 1 message from Dom either. Well.........he could be in class and can't text now, I thought. I hope that he will text me later?