Hero took my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. I felt like he was trying to tell me something. Like,don’t ask questions. I hadn’t, and neither had anyone else.
We went back to eating, Boxer talking about the underground fight. Not another word was spoken about Deputy Miller.
I eyed Brad as he lingered at his desk like he always did with his jacket and backpack on. He was the cutest, sweetest seven-year-old with the bluest eyes, similar to Maddy’s. I think he liked me. Maybe had a crush on me.
He ambled over toward my desk. “Here.” He passed me an envelope. “Don’t read it until you get home.”
I smiled, feeling warm and fuzzy. “What’s this?” A love letter, maybe?Precious.
The door opened, tugging my attention away from Brad. My man entered, locking his dark depths on me and totally stealing my breath away.
“Are you ready, beautiful?” He accentuated his sexy swagger for my benefit. I’d told him how I loved to watch him strut. My heart raced. I was so into this man, I could hardly stand it. At my side, he kissed the top of my head.
My face flamed when my student’s eyes turned as big as saucers, then he snickered, covering his mouth. See?Precious.
“Hero,” I whispered, jerking my chin toward the boy staring in awe at my man.
“Who’s this?” he asked.
I set the envelope down. “This is Brad, my student.”
“How ya doing, buddy?” Hero tousled his blond hair.
Oh, melt me. My ovaries just cheered, deliriously excited over the possibility of my sexy Latino knocking me up.
“Good. I gotta go, though. Bye, Ms. Walsh.” Brad waved, running out of the room.
“See you tomorrow, Brad.” I lifted out of my chair, eyes fixed on my man.
“You’ve got a hungry look in your eyes, baby.” His arms encircled me as he lowered his lips to mine.
Melting, melting, melting.
His tongue played with mine. Revving me up. Making me all hot and bothered.
He pulled away. “We should go.”
I gasped for air, fanning my face. “You shouldn’t do that if you don’t plan to finish what you started.”
“I intend to. You wanna fuck right here on your desk? I’ll lock the door.” He wiggled his eyebrows, licking his lips and squeezing my ass. He was hard against my pelvis. Feeling him made my pussy drip.
“I bet you would take me on my desk, but no. Not ever gonna happen in my classroom, big guy.” I grabbed my purse and cell phone.
He removed my coat from the back of my chair and helped me into it. “Then let’s go. I want to grab an early dinner before we go back to your place and fuck like rabbits.”
I giggled, letting him guide me out because I’d be a fool if I didn’t.
“Good, I’m starving… For your cock,” I whispered as we exited my room.
Casitas Mexican Restaurant was my favorite place to eat. It was a little out of the way, in Bastion instead of Winters, but when I told Hero that was where I wanted to eat, he drove us there.
We were seated in the club’s private corner booth. My heart fluttered holding Hero’s hand as we drank margaritas and ate chips and salsa.
For the first time in forever, I felt happy. I hadn’t had an ounce of anxiety since the day he returned. Pretty telling if you asked me.
“Two enchiladas special.” Our server set our plates in front of us. “Extra guacamole forla señorita. And no beans, extra rice for you, Hero.”
“Gracias,Maria,” He replied in his sexy Spanish. If he kept at it, I might force him to take me into the bathroom to get me off.