Bree woke up in the middle of the night because of Gabe’s wandering hands on her bareback. She looked up to him from her perch on his chest. He was smiling. “Feel better?” She asked.
“In so many ways.” He replied as he moved her to be eye level with him. “Sex was never at the top of the list. I wanted you to be comfortable. When I heard you thought I didn’t want you that way earlier, I nearly exploded internally. Bree, I wanted you that way when you were my student if we are honest completely with each other. Only you could get through to me, though.”
“Why?” she asked as she snuggled closer to him, and he kissed her nose that was right there in front of him.
“Because I love you.” He said, and he looked at her and waited. He knew she had never heard those words before, probably even from the people, she should have.
“I don’t know what love is.
Five years later…“My wife and kids will be here soon,” Gabe said as he laughed as he looked around the middle schoolroom that he taught in for the past five years. It was the open house for the middle school, and this time he wanted Bree to be there like she had been every time to make sure things ran smoothly. The two of them had changed people’s perspectives when they saw the couple together. The act of getting married had done that, and Bree had to laugh when people said that was when they saw Gabe as not a child predator. She knew the truth, and so did he.“Sorry, we’re late,” Bree said as she walked in the room, knowing that they still had about an hour before parents would start to show up for the meetings with each teacher.“It’s okay,” Gabe said with a smile as he leaned down to kiss his wife and lift up his four-year-old daughter, and kissed her cheek.&l
Bree Wilson hated science class more than going back home at the end of the day. It wasn’t that she hated Science. It was him. The hot teacher that every girl in the school fawned over. He happened to live in the same apartment complex as her, and he parked his car next to hers every day. Though he didn’t outright say anything to her ever at the complex, he did seem to enjoy calling her for every question in his class. It was the only time they really spoke. She just didn’t want to deal with him today. The fact he was only a few years older than most of the students he taught made her wonder who he knew or how senile some of the hiring board really was. To her, it seemed to be a mistake to have a man like that near teenage girls. Even she had to admit he was a good looking man.She heard the bell and soon found herself in the hallway fighting to get to her next class when she stopped and was thinking about skipping. It wasn’
Driving to the job and then to the bank was easy enough. She didn’t have a problem doing so without much thought. She did wonder, though, how much of a problem the science teacher was going to cause in her life. The man himself was absolutely gorgeous to women of every age. His tanned pale skin was enough to bring women to look at him, but his height was a real advantage for him to be noticed. At close to six and a half feet, he was taller than most men. His baby blue eyes were striking as well. Bree even had to agree that he was a man from those dreams that most girls had.The fact he was fresh out of college was also what had many girls in the classes he taught thinking if they showed off some legs or their chests, they might draw his eye towards them. They didn’t stop either though he never seemed to look at them. Instead, he seemed focused on the girl in the last row. Bree knew that she wasn’t anything special to look at, and
At two am, her phone started buzzing. She was reaching for it when she saw who it was. She answered it quickly. “Mom?”“Bree, I need help.” The woman said in a panicked voice.“What?” Bree asked as she blinked her eyes some more.“I need you to come to get me in Franville.” Her mother said. “I’m on the highway at a bar.”“Great, mom,” Bree said.“Just come and get me.” Her mom said, “I think he is going to kill me.”“Who?” Bree asked.“No time.” The older woman said. “Just get here. You can’t miss it. The name of it is the shamrock.”“Mom?” Bree said, but the phone was already dead. “Wonderful.”Bree got up and then redressed from school, and she grabbed her purse and keys. She walked out of the apartment and turned to lock it.
She woke up three days later. The nurses that were there were surprised that she had woke up. Bree looked down at herself in the hospital bed and was confused. She could barely remember anything. “How are you feeling?” One of the nurses asked as she looked around the room and saw the flowers that lined the walls.“What happened?” Bree managed to get out from her very dry throat. The nurse poured a cup of water and then tried to hand it to Bree. She took it in her hand and took a sip of the cool water, and it burned on her throat.“There was an accident, sweetheart.” The nurse said, “I am so sorry to inform you that your mother didn’t make it out of the crash.”“What happened to me?” Bree asked.“You had some internal bleeding from the crash and a few other things. I will let the doctor explain it to you. I am going to go and call him and le
Bree woke up again and was alone in the room. She began thinking of the man who had come in before when the doctor was there. She thought he was so new to this teaching thing that he was going to burn himself out by caring too much. He somehow blamed himself for the accident. She had to let him know that it wasn’t his fault at all. It was her mother’s.Somehow that didn’t surprise her that she was a part of this. Her mother had shown very little interest in her since she was born. The woman only cared about her freedom and what she could get out of life. The other person who should have cared was nowhere to be found. Though she didn’t have all that much, she needed to figure out a way to get it out of the apartment now there was no way to pay for it. The time was going to come quick, and the doctor seemed like she was going to be there for a while.She had no doubt her f
Gabe sat there looking at the small girl asleep in the bed. Though she was clear-headed at the moment, he knew she was in a lot of pain still. The doctors were telling her that a few more surgeries would be necessary to help her in the long run. She nodded her head and didn’t seem to care that they were basically telling her she was going to be bound to the hospital for at least the next month. He needed to clear his own mind. He got up and left his jacket on the seat and went to the door and looked out. Two of the nurses were staring at him. He hated that even though he could see that he often did it himself to a pretty woman.He looked back at Bree, and then he started to the elevator so he could get a quick breath of fresh air. He was only gone for a few minutes when he went back up to the room and saw an older man there looking at the girl. He turned and looked at Gabe, “Who the hell are you?” the older man asked.&ldqu
The new morning Gabe woke up and sent a text off to the phone he had given Bree the night before. It was a simple good morning and a quick question of if she wanted anything when he dropped by after school. He wasn’t surprised when he received an answer that he didn’t have to come by at all.He knew that he shouldn’t have taken such a personal interest in this. He just felt responsible. That was what he kept telling himself anyway though the voice in his head was telling him the truth that he didn’t want to hear. He couldn’t listen to it. It just seemed so wrong to him, though. If he stopped fighting with himself, he knew it was true. He had fallen for the girl the first day he met her when he took over the class at the beginning of the school year.Though she had hid in the back of the classroom in her band tee and jeans that were too big, he could see her completely. She was stunningly beautif