Alexis Jordan, she was nothing more then ordinary when it came to girls her age. Volleyball shorts and Nike crewnecks were nothing but the normal, though, coming up on her 20th birthday, she fuigered it would finnaly be time to do something with her life. Other then volleyball, there was one other thing Alexis was into, art. She looked at it as a way to express her feeling when she couldn't speak them. Weather it be oil painting or water color, charcoal or pastels, she loved it all. So after a long conversation with her best friends James and Katlyn, she decided that she was going to take some art classes at the local collage. More so, she was going to get her fine arts degree. While on the side still playing volleyball and working at target.
William Greyson, he was an artist, a trickster of the mind. Once William reached the early age of 19 he began taking classes to be a teacher, a collage professor. Part time, he taught history, and the other part of his time, he taught fine arts. William didnt have many friends for someone his age, he was more focused on his job for the time being. Plus, what more is there for a 25 year old to do other then drink and party anyways. So if he wasn't at work, he was painting, weather it be of the old couple walking past his apartment or of the woman he had dreamt about, painting was his home.
So..what would happen, if two polar opposites, yet, very similar people crossed paths..?
This book is Completed
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"What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate.
A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame.
Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend...
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Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher.
When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long.
Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student.
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