“Because I didn’t give it,” the woman said.
Wow. She really was a feisty one. And with her honey blonde hair pulled back at the crown of her head and her stormy blue eyes, I could envision all the things I’d do to her. I bet underneath those clothes of hers was a woman waiting to be explored. Longing to be bent over her desk and taught a lesson of her own. I licked my lips and allowed my eyes to travel her form, taking in all the places her clothes dipped in.
She really did have some curves on her.
“This is Miss Gentry,” Zoey said. “She’s my teacher.”
“I gathered that,” I said with a smile. “And she seems to be a very good one.”
“Miss Gentry, we promise it’s okay to go with him,” Benjamin said.
“I’m sorry, you guys. But I have to have either verbal or written consent from your mother since he isn’t on your pick-up list. That’s just how it is,” Miss Gentry said.
“Do you have a first name?” I asked.
She glared at me and it made me chuckle.
“Emma,” she said flatly.
“Emma. I’m Ryan.”
“I know,” she said.
“Then you know these children are safe with me.”
“My stance isn’t changing,” she said.
“Which is fine. I enjoy a woman with a strong resolve.”
“I don’t care if you enjoy a woman covered in jello, Mr. Aaron. These children are staying here until I can talk to their mother.”
“Oh, so you have a thing for jello,” I said.
“Not appropriate,” she said flatly.
“Just tapping into a topic you brought up,” I said with a smirk.
“I like jello,” Hunter said.
“Well, once I can get your teacher to relinquish you to me, we’ll go get some,” I said.
“Miss Gentry?”
“Yes, Benjamin?”
“I really wanna go home,” he said.
“See? He really wants to go home, Emma,” I said.
I could see her biting down onto the inside of her cheek as she reached her hand out. She picked up her phone and dialed who I assume was CPS, then left a message with them saying it was urgent.
“We’ll have to wait until they call me back,” Emma said.
“I’m afraid we might not have that kind of time,” I said. “The kids have homework, I’m sure. And I still have to figure out dinner before putting them to bed.”
“If the kids get hungry, I can order us pizza,” she said.
“You really are going to wait this out, aren’t you?”