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"Good morning class, I'm Mr.Franco, which is the only name any of you will be calling me," he looked right at me, "I'm going to be teaching you some acting skills," he smiled. I shyly pushed my brown hair behind my ear. I notice how beautiful he is. The crinkles by his eyes when he smiles, his voice, his hair, his body.

"Brinley?" he questions, snapping me out of my trance. I blush and smile, showing my dimples on the both of my cheeks. He grins and I bite my lip, feeling lucky that he's my teacher. The girls around me obviously gawk over him, but I keep mine hidden.

After two hours of Mr.Franco getting to know our class, we finished. The bell rang, and people began to gather their things together. I looked at all of the tattoos on Mr.Franco's muscular arms. He notices me looking and clears his throat.

"Brinley, can you stay after class please?" he asks. I nod and walk over to his desk, allowing everybody else to leave the classroom. He smirks at me.

"You were staring at me the whole time, Ms.Taylors. Are you going to continue with this problem?" He moves closer to me. My breath hitches in my throat and my eyes widen. I could feel his breath.

"Hm?" he questioned again. I shook my head and backed away. He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him.

"Use your words, Brinley." he raised his voice.

"It won't happen again sir," I responded. He shook his head.

"It's daddy to you," and with that he left the room, leaving me stunned.

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