At Least She's Not My Teacher! *Editing* *On Hold*

Chapter 7

                                                                                           Jessica's POV

 Following Danica into the corridor and I start questioning my thoughts of needing her.  I question myself on why the sudden urge to be needing her.  I don't understand it.  I know I'm lusting after her, I mean who wouldn't... she's a goddess.

Just walking behind her I can't take my eyes off her.  The back of her is just as sexy as the front.  Her legs are long, tanned, athletic, and very sexy.  Oh, how I want them in between mine with my legs around them.  Her ass, I'm not even going to think about that, otherwise I'll probably need to change my panties. 

 I'm single and settled in my new apartment, so I should put myself out there again, but I need to find someone my own age instead of lusting after a high school student.  Even if she is all woman as far as I can see.  For some reason that thought makes me feel a pain in my chest and sadness over comes me because now that I've met her I have a feeling no one will come close to what I feeling towards her.  How I know this is strange and I fear it might get me into trouble, but maybe this is just one of those moments where I'm very attracted to someone appearance like lust at first sight.  I mean I've seen very attractive women and I try to remember when it happened but suddenly its like they were all erased because of this girl who has taken over my mind.  She has to be the most beautiful woman I have even seen in my life.

  She suddenly stops and turns to me as if she hearing my thoughts, oh... I hope I didn't say anything that I was thinking out loud.  God, kill me now, I hope I didn't. When I look at her I confirm what I already knew from the first time I laid eyes on her, I'm utterly hooked and the way she's looking at me and it now solidifies with in me.  With this I know finding someone my own age exactly like her would be a measly attempt at best and a complete waste of my time. 

  Danica hasn't left my mind since I first laid eyes on her and I honestly don't think I'll be able to get her out of my head.  Wow, this is getting bad!  It's almost pathetic.  I've only know her for what twenty minutes, and a quarter of that time I was just starring at her.  What's wrong with me.

 I know it will be unhealthy, but today I'll get through the tour with her and when I go home I will process my thoughts and I'll be alone and way from her and she won't be there to distract me and make me think of her more, then I'll be done with what ever this is.  

Right now.  I can't give in to whatever it is I'm feeling for her.  I'll need to hold every urge back and not act on it. That means, no long gazes and definitely no touching.  I'll only treat her like a friend or better yet a student, since that's what she is. Yes, more towards the student end.  I really need to start thinking rational about this situation. 

 "May I see your keys Miss. Eden?" She says in a low tone, almost a whisper in front of me and I don't know if this was her first time again me but I find myself nodding and at that precise moment and I mistakenly look into her eyes and I see something that sends a delicious shiver through me and I also forget everything I previous thought. 

 "Oh... Um..sorry which keys?"  I fumble my words still feeling the effect she has on my entire being making me realize this is going to be harder than I thought and talking myself down in my head isn't going to cut it.

She smiles softly and gives me a look I've never seen accept from my parents. It's an adoring look, because it can't be love. "The keys that Greyson gave you."  She says and bites her lip and I know it's to stop from laughing, because I heard the humor in her tone. 

Right. Of course she's talking about the keys to the school. I think to myself.