"Does that explanation help you understand the problem better?"Claire nods before scribbling down the answer in her notebook. Once done, she glances up. Her expression is oddly pensive. "Why can't Mr. Schmidt explain it like that? The way he teaches is so confusing. It doesn't make sense to me."A smile of encouragement touches my lips. "I know it might seem that way, but mathematics can be difficult to teach. The concepts aren't always easy to grasp or understand, and that makes it challenging."I give Claire a little pat on the back. I'm so proud of the progress she's made. I've never seen anyone work so hard to comprehend one problem. She's so determined. Over the last two months, what I've learned is that Claire doesn't give up easily."Look how well you're doing! I think you can accomplish anything you set your mind to."She beams. Claire is like a flower that has grown and bloomed under positive reinforcement.Her gaze is full of gratitude. "Without your help, the
I clear my throat along with those thoughts. "Thank you for coming. I was going to call my car service to repair the tire."His gray gaze locks on mine, holding it captive until my knees turn weak. "It's not a big deal. I'll have it changed in no time and you can be on your way."I shift my weight, wishing this was easier. "Well, thank you. I appreciate you getting here so quickly."Emotion flickers in his gaze. Silence stretches between us and I wonder if he'll address the strange situation we now find ourselves in. Instead, he says, "Is there a spare in the trunk?"Air rushes from my lungs. "Yes!" I back away to the front of the car. "I'll pop open the trunk."His attention stays focused on me as he nods.I have no idea what he's thinking. Is he happy to see me or does it no longer matter?My fingers tremble as I lean inside the driver's side door and hit the button that will release the trunk. While I do that, Liam walks back to his car to grab his tools. Within minute
I drop Claire off at the apartment and stop in briefly to make sure everything is running smoothly before picking up a few bills that need to be paid. After seeing Gia again-and touching her-I have all this unwanted energy careening through my system. And it's messing with my head.It took every ounce of self-restraint not to haul that woman into my arms and kiss the hell out of her. To get her to admit that we're perfect for one another. And that all the obstacles standing in our way don't matter. Nothing matters if she's not in my life. After more than a month, I want her just as much, if not more, than I did before. The moment she stepped out of the car was like a punch to the gut, knocking the wind from my body. I've tried to stay away from her.To forget her.I really have. But I'm done with that.I can't do it anymore.The need to expel some of this useless energy from my body pounds through me and I head over to the athletic center on campus to lift weights. Maybe run
We sit in a diner across the street from the garage Liam's friend owns. As a personal favor to him, Tony is going to patch my tire today. It should be ready in about an hour.Even though he doesn't necessarily need to stay and babysit me, Liam has made it clear that he isn't leaving until the tire is taken care of. I should feel thankful, instead his presence makes me feel skittish and on edge.Especially after yesterday. He hasn't touched me today, but still...my body is tense. It's driving me crazy. My nerves are stretched tight. Any moment and I'll shatter.The waitress brings two mugs of steaming coffee before silently retreating. Neither of us bother to order anything to eat. In a last-ditch effort at self-preservation, I say one more time, "You don't have to stay. It doesn't sound like it'll take all that long, and then I'll be on my way."He takes a sip of his coffee before flashing me a smile. One dark brow rises. "Are you trying to get rid of me?"The edges of my
Three days have passed since the conversation with Liam in the coffee shop. Even though everything in me is screaming to reach out and say-yes, yes, yes! I haven't. I keep vacillating. If this were solely about me following my heart, it would be a no brainer.But it's not that simple. Life is never that simple. I have to do what's best for both of us. Not just for me, but Liam as well. The dark-haired football player is leading with his heart. I can't allow myself to do that. No one in Liam's life has cared enough to put him first. And he deserves that. More than anything, he deserves to have someone make decisions based solely on what's best for him and him alone. That's what I'm trying to do.I care too much about him to do anything less. Tango is curled up on my lap, purring away. I'm about to delve into a stack of papers to grade when the doorbell rings. With a glance at the door, I set down my blue marking pen and scoop up the cat before moving him to the other si
"Ms. Monroe?"I glance at Isabella, who has snuck up on me when I wasn't paying attention. It's not something that happens often, but this situation with Liam has thrown me off my game. And I hate it. I hate that I'm so easily distracted and not giving one hundred percent to my kids."Yes, Bella?""Are we having a guest today?"I frown, wondering why she would ask the question. One of the first things we do in the morning is go over our schedule for the day. If there is a change, that's the time it's mentioned. The class functions better when they know what to expect."Nope. Today is a normal day. No speakers or assemblies." I tilt my head. "Why do you ask?"She points a finger toward the door.Air rushes from my lungs as my gaze collides with a gunmetal gray one.Liam.What's he doing here?He holds up his hand in tentative greeting. "Hi."As he stands at the threshold of the room-looking so damn sexy in a navy Henley and jeans with his leather jacket hanging open in the fr
Eighteen months later..."Here you go, babe."I open the sliding door that leads out to the brick paver patio and hand Gia a glass of decaf unsweetened iced tea.She flashes a grateful smile. I'm not sure if the expression is because she's happy to see me or for the tea. Although, I'm going with the latter. I'm beginning to suspect that Gia might be addicted to the stuff.After swallowing down half the glass, she relaxes onto the plush lounger before a sigh of contentment escapes from her lips. "Thanks. That was exactly what I needed."I chuckle and cock a brow in her direction. "Oh, really? I seem to recall those being your exact words last night. And-for the record-it wasn't tea I gave you."Her smile broadens as a sexy glint ignites in her eyes as they stay focused on me. I'm not going to lie, that's exactly where I like them. "But this time I actually mean it. I had a serious craving for that tea."I drop onto the seat next to her and bark out a laugh. "Oh, yeah? I'll
It's a little after eleven o'clock, and already this place is completely packed. It's standing room only. It might be a crappy, hole-in-the-wall dive bar, but I can't deny its popularity. Although, I suspect that has a lot to do with the cheap beer. Since it's not even half a mile away from Barnett University, and most of these people look young, my guess is that a lot of college kids have taken up residence here. I'm just thankful that Noah was able to reserve a round, high-top table for the three of us to park ourselves at.The lights are low, drunken voices pushing in from all sides, and the music-well, it's even louder than these students cutting loose on a Saturday night. The pulsing beat practically reverberates off the walls. Even though this isn't my usual style of music or venue, my gaze is glued to the four guys performing on stage."I had no idea that your brother was so hot!" Harper's gaze never deviates from him. "It must be the whole musician vibe he's got going