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smile tease her lips.
    “I’m sorry, it’s just I read your file. You’re way too smart to be in a dump like that.” He retorted.
    “Thanks, but like I told you before the money’s good.” She replied looking away from him.
    Letting her eyes wander around the room, she saw all of his trophies and plaques. There was a diploma from Harvard and she smiled knowing he was really a smart guy. Book wise anyway because with women he seemed to suck.
    “Worked hard to be where I am, but in all honesty my father started this school because he knew I wanted to be involved with kids. I only took over last year when it actually opened.” He answered.
    “So, when are you getting married?” she asked trying to change the subject.
    He noticed she liked to do that when she was uncomfortable. Knowing how to roll with the punches, he went right along with her to the next topic.
    “ On Christmas.” He replied.
    “Seriously? How cliché is that?” she smiled. “You don’t peg me as that type of guy.”
    “And what type of guy is that?” he asked raising an eyebrow.
    “A “show stopper”.” She replied putting her fingers up to do the quotes.
    “Show stopper? As in thinking it’s all about me?” he asked skeptical.
    “Mm hmm.” She replied nodding.
    “And what makes you so sure I’m not?” he smiled.
    That smile radiated all the way to her because she smiled in return.
    “Because you’re sweet.” She smiled. “Too bad I haven’t found that in a guy my age.” She replied rolling her eyes.
    “Boys should be the least of your worries right now. Nevaeh , you’re smart. Very smart, I’m gonna put you in some honors classes.” He replied getting up and walking back behind his desk.
    Clicking his computer, he pulled up the honor’s classes and started to put her name on the list.
    “No!” she protested. “I don’t want that!”
    He looked up to her, all while frowning in confusion .
    “Why not? You’re way too smart to be in ordinary classes.” He insisted.
    “I just—I want to be normal for a change , and try to fit in. This is my senior year and already I’m proving I’m not a push over.” She scoffed.
    “Nevaeh…” he said in a warning tone.
    She pouted and he sighed. He was always such a sucker when it came to a female pouting.
    “Fine, I won’t sign you up.” He replied and she smiled brightly. “For now .” He added, and her frown returned.
    “But I want you to think about it. It’s a really good opportunity for you.” He insisted, sitting down at his desk.
    “Fine.” She agreed.
    “Now go back to class , and behave—please.” He pleaded with puppy dog eyes and a smile.
    “For you, I will.” She replied, as if she was angelic.
    “Thank you.” He mouthed without actually saying the words.
    Nodding, she got up and left the office. Mitchell smiled to himself as he realized Adam had been right. There was no reason for things to be weird between them. She was an ordinary teenager, that just so happened to have a very unpleasant night job. One he despised. There was no way in hell he was going to let her throw away her bright future to become a stripper.
     
     
     
                                                           
     
    Chapter Three
    Mitchell grabbed his things and headed out of his office. Being that he was the last one to leave as always, he had to make sure everything was locked up at the school. He rushed to the exits and checked before throwing on his coat and leaving. He had a date with Kaitlin, so there was no way he could be late. If he happened to turn up late, he was sure she would tear him a new asshole. That was something he couldn’t afford, especially after the whole weekend debacle. She went M.I.A. and hadn’t returned his phone calls until he wooed her with flowers, candy and a shopping spree none the less.
    Heading out into the empty dark parking lot, he hustled to his black Mercedes. Looking at his