Chapter 1

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(Y/N) POV

I drag Aubrie and my older son's french horn up to the steps of the elementary school. As I walk into the office, I see a man about my age looking at the mailboxes that are located in the offices.

"Excuse me?" I ask. He turns around and sees me struggling.

"Let me help you with that." He takes the french horn, and sets it on the table. "I'm Brian Hanby. Nice to meet you..."

"Brian Hanby?"

"Uh.. that's my name." I smile and hide a chuckle.

"No. Sorry. I'm (Y/N) (L/N). My child, Ben, is in your class."

"Ahhhh yes! He is a great kid. Very smart." Aubrie starts crying. I set the carriage on the table and check on her. She continue to cry and I  don't have any toys with you at the moment. My funny faces fail. "Mind if I try?" I step aside and let Mr. Hanby try. He talks in an Arnold Schwarzenegger voice. Miraculously, she stops crying. She starts laughing.

"Wow. You are a God."

"Kids love me."

"Well I would love if you could come over sometime and...help with Aubrie and Ben," I say flirtatiously.

"I'm sure your husband wouldn't like that," he mumbles flustered. A string of blush is creeping on his face.

"My husband left us when I was pregnant with this little one. He...didn't want another child. Currently in the process of getting a divorce."

"Sorry to say but if he didn't want another kid, he should've kept it wrapped." I giggle.

"That's what I told him," I say with a smile on my face.

Aubrie cries again. He does the impression and she stops.

"How old?"

"3 weeks. Currently on maternity leave."

"What do you do?"

"I teach at the middle school."

"Oh shoot. (Y/N), I'm sorry. I have to go. Kids are almost done with lunch."

Brian's POV

I was about to leave, but I didn't want to leave this beautiful woman.

"It was great meeting you," I say sadly.

"Oh wait, Mr. Hanby. I have Ben's permission slip for the pumpkin patch. I just have to sign it." She pulls a piece of paper out of her purse. She signs the slip, and hand it to me. "Have a great day." She walks out of the office, and I take Ben's french horn and look at the slip. She wrote 'Call me<3' next the phone number. I grinned widely.

Time Skip——————————————————————

I sit at my desk alone. School has been over for an hour, and I have been waiting for the courage to text (Y/N).

"Should I?" I asked aloud, "She is one of my students' parent." I contemplate for a few minutes longer. I can't get over her beautiful eyes and perfect lips. I wanted to kiss her so bad. "Fuck it," I mumble under my breath.

Brian- Hey (Y/N). This is Brian. Do you think we could grab a coffee this weekend?

(Y/N)- Do you mind if it is at my house? I don't have a babysitter atm.

B- Oh. Yea of course. What's your address?

TimeSkip Fifteen minutes later————————

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