Chapter 16: He's the teacher now

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I was waiting in front of the classroom, standing next to Kenna, Jane and Logan. Kylee was talking about her upcoming appointment with Damon, who she called by his first name now. I was so NOT looking forward to having this class with Kylee and hearing his name every minute. I heard Kylee gasp and turned around, seeing Damon walking our way with papers in his hands. ‘‘Afternoon class,” he said and opened the door and walked in. No way. He looked back at me but I quickly looked away.

‘‘Are you our teacher today?’’ Kylee said with a yelp. ‘‘Yes. Everybody sit down and shut up.’’ Damon said with authority. I raised one eyebrow at him and sat down next to Logan, opposite of Kylee and Hailee. Everybody fell silent, waiting for next instructions. ‘‘Alright. I don't know what it is you're supposed to be doing but it's group work, right?’’ Damon asked the class. Nobody answered. ‘‘Right?’’ He asked again. ‘‘Yes, sir.’’ The class replied. ‘‘Then get to work.’’ He ordered and sat down, opening his laptop. I turned around immediately, opening my laptop as well.

We had to have an international trading talk with the group of Kenna and Jane. We had to prepare with our group, find cultural differences between the two continents and make sure the other group wanted to do business with us. We had to embody their culture and they had to embody our culture. The idea was to mix European culture with Australian culture. We started looking up things that were common to do in business in Australia and started working with our group. Logan grabbed a big piece of paper and we all started to write things down. At some point we got stuck, Kylee and Hailee had different ideas of how to go about it and we all sat back, refusing to compromise on our points. Kylee happily put her hand in the air with a smile on her face, calling over Damon.

Damon reached our table and put his hand on the back of my chair, his thumb touching my back. My heartbeat went up. “Yes?” He asked and his voice was close to my ear. “Sir. We are stuck. Logan and Beatrice are unwilling to compromise,” Kylee said and she spat my name out like it was trash. I raised an eyebrow at her but didn't comment. “Kylee and I had the idea to greet the Australia group in European outfits and learn a few European words. As a way to embody Europe in it. But these two don't think that's a good idea.” Hailee added. Damon was silent and turned his head in our direction. “You do know that Europe consists of multiple countries, right? There's like 50 countries and 24 languages. Every country has their own culture and language. You can't just pick one, that won't represent the whole of Europe.” I said and I looked at Kylee and Hailee, ignoring Damon.

Logan laughed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “What's your idea?” Damon asked us, looking at me. I was very aware of his thumb touching my back and I looked at Logan, hoping he would take over. “We need to be creative. Let's do something where Europe stands for instead of their culture. Europe is known for innovation, economics and social and cultural history. That's what we have to focus on,” Logan answered and I nodded, still not looking at Damon.

He moved his fingers and they grazed my back. My entire body went into attention mode but I didn't react. Instead, I bent forward to grab the piece of paper like I wanted to write something down and I put my lip in between my teeth, chewing it. I saw that his hand still lingered on my chair and I almost felt like there was a sense of frustration coming off him. ‘‘I think Beatrice and Logan make a good point. I'm sure you girls are intelligent enough to do more than just clothes and language. Do something new.’’ He said and Kylee huffed, not liking the idea Damon didn't agree with her. Kenna called for help next and he left our table, leaving us to it.

Soon there was time for a little break and most people left to go to the toilet or get some food. I saw Logan laughing at his phone and noticed he was chatting in the group chat. I took my phone out and started laughing as well.

Jane: The tension in this classroom is REAL right now. I'm sweating my balls off.

James: What? And Jane, to remind you, you have no balls.

Jane: Mr. Hayes is teaching our class. Kylee is almost having an orgasm. And still, my balls are bigger than yours.

Kenna: Stop talking about balls.

Rose: Prefer any other body parts, Ken?

Logan: LOL you girls have no self control whatsoever.

Rose: He's hot. I wouldn't mind him being my teacher.

Jane: Hot but also similar to a dictator. I wouldn't be surprised if he starts throwing stuff soon to get us to shut up.

Beatrice: That's hot as well.

James: You girls are insatiable. You need to get laid.

Jane: I think Javier will volunteer for Tris. I'll ask him.

Kenna: He keeps looking at your group Tris, anything interesting over there?

Logan: I bet he's looking at Kylee. Her left nipple is almost slipping out her shirt.

Suddenly my phone was taken out of my hand. ‘‘No phones in class,’’ I heard Damon say, who walked back to his desk with my phone. ‘‘But it's break time!’’ I said defensively. ‘‘Doesn't matter Miss Madden. No phones in class.’’ He replied. He put my phone in front of him, the screen lighting up. Shit. It's not locked. F*ck. The whole conversation was right in front of him, ready to be read. I wanted to signal to Jane and Kenna to stop texting but luckily Damon called for the phones to be removed or he would do it for them and started class again. He was definitely gonna see that I called him hot.

I put my head in my hands, wanting to hide away but Kylee flicked her fingers at me. ‘‘Get to work.’’ She said. I tried to focus but I just couldn't.

I looked behind me, seeing Damon working on his laptop and my phone on the edge of his desk. Maybe I can walk past there and grab it. I raised my hand. ‘‘Mr. Hayes?’’ I said as innocently as I could. His head snapped up, zeroing in on me, his eyes softening a bit. ‘‘Yes..?’’ He responded. ‘‘Can I go to the bathroom?’’ I asked, even though the break just ended. ‘‘Sure.’’ He said, his eyes narrowing. I walked past his desk and saw that my phone was gone. I noticed him looking at me but I ignored him, walking straight out the door and into the girls' bathroom.

I walked in and went to the sink washing my hands. I looked in the mirror and the door and let out a sigh. What a day. The door of the bathroom opened. I turned off the tap and turned to the paper towels, grabbing one of them to dry my hands. The door of the bathroom closed but I didn't hear footsteps from a person coming in. Frowning, I turned around. My body froze. I looked into the eyes of Damon.

“Are you avoiding me?’’ He asked me with an intense gaze while stalking closer to me. “Why would I avoid you? And what are you doing in the girls' bathroom?” I asked him, acting like I was perfectly fine. ‘‘Can I have my phone back?’’ I added. I noticed too late that the door was opening and a group of girls was entering the bathroom where I was standing alone with a teacher. I panicked, not knowing what to do. But before I knew, he took my hand and flew me with his superhuman speed to the back of the room in a stall. He got in with me and I backed up against the wall, trying to create space between us. He put his hand over my mouth and motioned for me to be silent. I was drowning in his smell, intoxicated by the sudden closeness of us.

He got closer to me, caging me in. One of the girls walked right towards our stall and I saw that the door was unlocked. My eyes went big and Damon turned his head around, holding the door in place with one hand while the other one was still over my mouth. The girl tried to open the door but it didn't move an inch. ‘‘They have to fix these stalls man, there's always a few locked with no one inside.’’ She said and went to another one. Music started playing on one of their phones and Damon turned around to me, removing his hand from the door and placing it beside my head.

Instead of taking a step back, he took a step towards me and his eyes darkened. His hand slid from my mouth to the side of my neck. I felt high, feeling like I was flying instead of standing with my two feet on the ground. I looked into his eyes, not sure what to do. My heart rate accelerated, my blood was rushing through my body and wetness pooled down below. He looked into my eyes, asking for permission. I nodded.

His hand that was on the wall slowly travelled down and landed on my hip, almost on my ass and he put his foot between my feet, parting my legs. He grabbed my leg and swung it over his hip. My legs were open and he dominated the space by stepping even closer. I held my hands against the cold stone floor and they started to tremble now. Heat pooled in my core, an animalistic sense of lust taking me over. His body pushed on my body against the wall and I let out a moan I was unable to hold in. My body was hyper alert, feeling like ecstasy and I rolled my head back, swimming in this emotion.

I put my hands on his shoulders, needing him for support.