"Jax, we need to stop," I gasp as his teeth graze my neck. "You need to go get Wren." We came to pick up Wren from school and although the bell had already rung a minute ago, we're still here making out in the car.
"You expect me to go out with this?" Jax asks, lips trailing my neck. I can feel his hard cock pressing against me as I chuckle.
"Do you want me to go out like this?" I ask, moving my head back for him to take a good look at me. My hair is a mess, my cheeks are flushed, and no doubt there might be some visible bite marks on me. It's not the best way for a teacher to be seen by parents or other students. "Plus, I don't think you want that other teacher here to see me like this," I say with a coy smile, knowing which buttons to push.
"Give me two to five minutes," he says before pressing his lips on mine. He lifts me off his lap and exits the car with his jacket, the cold will no doubt make it go down. I move back into the driver's seat, fixing my appearance so Wren doesn't ask anything when he gets here. Three minutes turns to five minutes which then turns to ten. What's taking them so long?
I slip on my coat and grab my scarf before locking my car behind me. I walk towards the inner grounds of the school and look around for them but there's not a person in sight. I turn back around, walk to the school's front door, scan my keycard and walk inside. I go past the main office, waving hello to the secretaries packing up to go home and walk over to the staircase ascending to the second floor. I turn down the third-grade hall, and the first thing in my sight is Jax talking with Clarissa.
I see Clarissa tilt her head a bit, and I know she sees me down the hall and what she does next makes me stop in my tracks. Her hand shoots out and grabs onto Jax pulling him down into a kiss, a tight grip on his shirt. I see Jax freeze for a moment before he shoves her off roughly.
"What the fuck?" he snarls out stepping back from her.
"That's a good question, what the actual fuck Clarissa?" I ask as I walk down the hall.
"Charlotte," Jax says walking up to me, his face apologetic and I hold up my hand freezing him in his tracks as I stop in front of Clarissa.
"You know who he is Clarissa unless you just suddenly became an idiot and contracted amnesia," I say crossing arms over my chest.
"I had to see what you got and I have to say I'm impressed though frankly, I don't know why a sexy man like him is with a woman that just adopted a child with baggage," she says in spite. "He could do so much better than you and that kid of yours."
"Have you bothered to ask Jax about Wren? Or vice versa?" I ask raising my brow. "Jax, what's Wren to you?" I ask looking behind me.
"He's my little brother," he tells her. "The kid you say that has a lot of baggage is my precious little brother," he continues, stepping up beside me and wrapping an arm around my waist.
"Your brother?" she asks, turning a bit pale.
"Yeah, my brother which I don't appreciate the way you talked about nor the way you talked about my girlfriend. If I ever saw you on the street I'd never give you a second glance," Jax sneers. I see her lips tighten as she draws back from his words.
"I didn't think you were like this Clarissa but I guess this moment was eye-opening. When we're in school, I'll treat you as a colleague but other than that, I want nothing to do with you," I tell her. "And maybe this has taught you a lesson on going after someone's man. I don't know if you've done it before to anyone else but if you try to mess with me again, I won't be so nice next time," I say with a threatening smile.
I walk past her to my classroom where I find Wren at his desk drawing on a piece of paper. I slowly creep up behind him since his chair faces away from the door and peer over his shoulder at what he's doing.
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