than many adults I’ve met.” Present company included .
He shakes his head in disbelief. “They are total monkeys around me.”
“And you are?” I let the question hang.
I could say I’m asking because I want to know all of the parents and guardians who are picking up and dropping off the kids, but honestly, I really want to know his name. He looks quite similar to their father, Kadin Cole, but younger. The family resemblance is remarkable, but this man less refined. He doesn’t have the tired eyes of a father.
It’s uncanny how I’m attracted to this man, yet not his brother. Don’t get me wrong Kadin Cole is extremely handsome, but knowing he’s married, happily if the way he looks at his wife is any indication, puts him on the no-fly list and practically shuts down any attraction I have. It’s the same with all the fathers, even the unmarried ones. These men are off-limits. I just wish my body was listening right now.
“Kegan,” he says offering his hand. “Kegan Cole.”
I take his hand in mine for a quick shake. “I’m their uncle; Kadin’s younger, more handsome brother,” he says bringing my hand to his lips.
I jerk it back before his undoubtedly soft lips can brush against my knuckles.
“Lexi Carter,” I say, the huskiness returning to my voice.
“See you around, Lexi,” he says with a wink and walks out of the classroom.
I blow out a long breath I didn’t even realize I was holding. It isn’t until the door opens again and I’m hoping Kegan Cole is walking back in, that I snap out of my daze.
It’s the beard , I think as I smile at the next group of students who enter the classroom. Minutes later, fifteen children demand all of my attention, and I forget about Kegan Cole.
Chapter 3
Kegan
Green eyes. Dark brown hair.
Two things I couldn’t pull my mind from as I left Lexi Carter’s classroom. Two things I pictured when Amelia stopped me just before I left Edgewood Academy. She was keen for whatever I might have had on my mind as I entered the school.
She made sure her breasts were all but on display when she approached me. Usually, they would’ve distracted me, but for some reason, all I could think as I looked at her was how inappropriate her attire was for school. What kind of woman wears such a low-cut top and stiletto heels to work in a school?
The question in my head was rhetorical because I knew just what kind of woman she was. Difference is, that kind of woman holds no interest for me today, not after leaving the classroom of the most incredible woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on.
I shut Amelia down as politely as possible, regretting ever having touched her in the first place.
Regret. That’s a new emotion for me, not on I’m very familiar with.
Amelia was a tigress in bed. I should’ve realized that her aggression between the sheets couldn’t help but spill over into everyday encounters. Hell, the woman grabbed my cock within the first fifteen minutes of meeting me a few months back. I didn’t mind, and I thought it was awesome that she didn’t seem to mind when I bent her over her desk thirty minutes after that and fucked her stupid.
I know what you’re thinking. I’m disgusting for fucking the headmistress in a school, but it was summertime with not a student in sight. Even I have standards, as low as they may be. You’ll think even less of me when you’re informed that her pussy wasn’t quite tight enough, even for my package, but she had no problem with a little anal action.
That wasn’t the issue, though. Fucking a woman I just met is no big deal. Going back for more, less than a week later was the mistake.
Twice was enough. As exciting as she was at the moment, she wasn’t anything I committed to memory. Hell, when Kadin mentioned her this morning, I couldn’t even remember her face. Her tits and ass? That was a whole other story. She has some of the nicest tits I’ve ever seen, the best that money can buy.
I frown as