As the first warning bell rings, my little Care Bears start to line up outside the classroom door in pairs. I'm standing at the door, and I quickly scan the lines, hoping to spot Ryder. My eyes roam over my Care Bears once, twice, three times before I accept the fact that he is not going to attend class today. Deflated, I look at Sanz from the doorway and discreetly shake my head. Sanz shakes his head furiously as he runs his hands through his black mass of hair. Ryder is missing from the line, and my heart instantly drops with worry. “Alright, Care Bears. Let's count in twos as you enter the room, please.” I plaster a smile on my face just for them. “And… I hope last night you all took the time to write your first entry in your new journals that you were given?” “Yeeesss!” They cheer with enthusiasm. “You are all so clever! I must be the luckiest teacher in the entire world. Am I right?” I smile at them. “Yessss…” They cheer again in unison. I clap my hands together, “Okey-d
For the remainder of the morning, my Care Bears presented their Show and Tell projects. They were all in fits of laughter through most of their peer's shows. I seriously didn't realise we had so many comedians among us in the classroom. I can only imagine how entertaining they'll be at the end of year talent quest. When the fits of laughter finally die down, and the classroom becomes respectfully quiet again. The sudden rush of worry and guilt returns, piercing my heart like a silver bullet. It makes me think of Sanz and hoping he's kept his word by calling the police and not going over to the house and confronting Thomas in person. The moment the interval bell rings and the last of my Care Bears leave to go play outside, I make a quick beeline to Sanz office. I knocked on the door… “Come in.” He replies gruffly. I enter his office and sit down on one of the chairs in front of his desk. “Have you notified the police?” Sanz looks up from his computer. “I did.” “And?” I ask
“No, that’s not what I want, Luca.” I shift in my seat and turn to gaze out the window. I take a moment to consider his offer. Do I want to be in an exclusive relationship with him? I ponder. Shit no! He's way out of my league, and my first real relationship should be with someone who doesn't make me second guess my worth. “This isn’t going to work if you don’t take a chill pill and let me do as I please.” I turn and look back at him again. He flinches slightly before he sighs loudly and runs his fingers through his mused hair. It's as if he sighed out of relief that I didn't want to be in an exclusive relationship with him. “When will I see you next?” He says as his eyes bore into the depths of my soul. “You have me now, Luca… Isn’t that enough?” I move closer to him, resting my head on his shoulder, and entwine our fingers together. “We agreed to take this slowly, and that’s precisely what we will do,” I say soothingly to him, resting my other hand on his chest. If only my
I arrive back at the academy just as the first warning bell for lunch is over.My lunch with Luca had taken a turn for the worse. To find out that he flies back and forth between countries was not the issue. The problem was stumbling across the piece of information through several questions.I have no intention of canceling my lunch date with Sanz simply because he has reservations about me spending time alone with another man.“We are not in a relationship,” he had said.And that's perfectly acceptable to me, and it's exactly what I desired. However, the longer I spend with him, the more these inappropriate emotions begin to emerge. It's possible that he may have a girlfriend or a family back in Italy, for all I know. I have no intention of being a 'Home wrecker'. I am seated at my desk, retrieving my phone from my purse to make a slight adjustment to mine and Chrissy' plans for tonight.Vanessa: How about we go out to Dynasty for a few quick drinks after work instead of staying in?H
On our arrival at the club, we order our drinks and take a seat in one of the booths facing the bar. We have only been here for two minutes, and already we have a bartender setting down two glasses of cocktails, courtesy to the two men dressed in some pricey Amani suits standing at the bar staring at us. I look over at the two men, drinking them in before I smile at them invitingly. I keep a flirting eye on the one standing to the right. Both men look at each other and exchange a few words before making their way over towards us. “You do realise they are coming over, Nessa?” Chrissy questions me with an underlay of irritation in her voice. “Yes, and that’s the whole point.” I look at Chrissy and give her a big smile. “What about Luca?” She asks. “What about Luca? For all I know, he could have a family in Italy. “ I shrug carelessly. “Besides… We aren't exclusive, so I'm not tied down.” I take a generous sip from my glass, giving the impression that I'm here for a good time. “I’l
My phone rings several more times, and Chrissy pins me with a suspicious stare. I reach into my purse and deactivate the device. There is no one in my life that I care about significantly to keep the thing on. Chrissy is seated across from me, and I could not care less if it was the darn Queen herself attempting to summon me. My best friend flips me the bird when I smile at her. “I love you…” I whisper, hoping she can read my lips. “Fuck… You….” She replies gracefully, emphasizing each word. I blow her a kiss, and she leans to the side, dodging it. I blow her another one. She catches it and throws it right back at my face. I can't help but smile broadly at her. I can't pretend to act surprised. It is such a Chrissy thing for her to do. “Are you attached to someone, beautiful?” I look into Keith’s eyes, piercing mine intensely. Attached, who even uses the term attached anymore? “No, Sir…” I pull my bottom lip in between my teeth and bat my eyes. I probably look like a silly sch
Like a whip slashing through the air, it brings me back to reality, and I freeze with fright. Shit! What is he doing here? How did he find me? I quickly get off Keith, and I stand behind him. Keith straightens to his full height, his stance strong and ready for combat. I peer around Keith and search for Luca through the crowd of people. When I finally spot him, he looks like he’s about to murder someone. Still in his suit slacks with his shirt, and the sleeves rolled up. God… He looks delicious! His chest rises and falls viciously, with his hands clenching and unclenching into tight fists. Sweat beads from his forehead, and his eyes have thinned into narrow slits as they bore into Keith. I take Keith’s hand and make a run for it towards the women’s toilets, making sure to lock the door behind us. I shove him into one of the toilet cubicles, and I make sure I lock that too for extra caution. I quickly fix my shirt and notice Keith rolling his sleeves up in the corner of my eye b
In a panic, I cry out, hitting my abductor on the forearms as I struggle in his embrace. People momentarily stop in their tracks as I capture their attention. They look at me, giving me the stink eye before they carry on with their night and pay me no more attention. I know it's Luca who has me in his grasp. I mean, let’s face it…. There’s only one man insane enough to chase after me and grab me like this out in public. “Put me down!” I scream, kicking my feet in the air. “Never!” He growls, walking through the throng of people around us. I struggle, twisting and turning my body with all my might, desperately wanting to escape him. But, I'm completely outmatched by his strength, especially when he's consumed by his desire for punishment. “Do you fuck men on the dance floor regularly, do you?” He says through gritted teeth in a thick Italian accent. I can hear the revulsion heavily coating over his words like hot water being poured over ice, and I have to admit, it stings a l