"Stay." He whispered, inching even closer towards me, our bodies almost touching.
"Stay."
His hot breath against my ear made my hair stand, causing me to flush. Our eyes interlocked once again, this time in a silent, heated exchange of longing for each other. His strong arms gently but firmly pressed me against the wall, a silent declaration of the desire that he had been holding back so long. In that moment, the world around us faded into the background, there was nothing but the electric tension between our bodies drawing closer as his hands slipped around my waist and pulled me closer towards him...
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James Langton is nothing but a troublemaker in his senior year of high school, constantly getting kicked out of class for sleeping and being sent to detention for his horrible attitude. Despite being a popular kid, he doesn't really enjoy the amount of attention he receives and how girls now chase after him, hoping to be his next girlfriend. However, everything changes upon the arrival of his new english teacher, Miss Emily Houston. All the guys instantly fall head over heels for her, with her sexy figure and jaw-dropping looks.
In contrast to her looks, her attitude is cold and direct. With his failing grades, Miss Houston makes James to have 1-on-1 extra lessons with her, in attempt to pull up his grades. Little did they know that this would relationship that they had would turn into something more...
⚠️Warning: This story contains sexual content !!⚠️
So who will it be for this hopelessly unromantic girl? The brooding best friend? Or the young and unquestionably attractive substitute teacher?
They say every person is worth the potential heartbreak of relationships not working out. That's why people still take that leap. But not me. Never been kissed, never had a boyfriend-I was pretty convinced by now that I was one of those mega-rare exceptions to the rule; the unlucky sap was just not worth the risk.
And I'm totally fine with that. Romance and heartbreak? Not worth the hype in my book.
Until life decided to get all snarky on me. "Fooled you, idiot! You'll get your love story...just not at all how you wanted it."
Before I know it, I'm swept up in romantic turmoil more dramatic than anything my wildest playwright fantasies could dream up. Getting these very real, very adult feelings for the first time is bloomin' confusing.
Lines will blur, tough choices will be made, and hearts will be deliciously broken.
So who will it be for this once-hopelessly unromantic girl? My brooding best friend? Or my young substitute teacher?