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parents and their teenagers in tow. A man wearing a navy striped dress shirt and tan slacks addressed the crowd from the front of the room.
    Melanie heard the teacher’s voice before she saw his face. The rich baritone sound caught her attention, and she inched over to her left to get a better view of its source. Peering past the heads in front of her, she inhaled sharply at the sight. What were the chances? Before she could gather her thoughts, she felt a tug on her arm.
    “Wow, I would have definitely aced my classes if this guy was my teacher. He makes geeky look like the new hot !” Sam gushed in a low voice.
    “Shh, quiet,” Melanie urged, her eyes fixed on the familiar face of Billie’s teacher.
    Sandy brown hair. Hazel eyes. And those dimples.
    There he stood, her cure for hives, and he was as handsome as she remembered.

THREE
    Am I hallucinating?!
    Ben had spotted Melanie as soon as she had entered the classroom. At first he thought his mind had conjured up a vision of the woman who had been occupying his recent dreams. It wouldn’t have been completely improbable, considering he had been under a good amount of stress preparing for this Back to School night. But his racing heart couldn’t deny the fact that the source of his goofy morning smiles had shown up in real life. There she stood, looking gorgeous in a black sleeveless dress which accentuated her slender curves.
    When he had finished speaking to the group, he made his way over to the opposite side of the room. “Melanie, what a pleasant surprise running into you here.”
    “Ben, hi.” Melanie shook his outstretched hand, smiling self-consciously when he maintained contact a little longer than necessary. “It is a surprise, but it all makes sense now. You’re a math teacher. That’s why you prefer the language of numbers.”
    “Yep, it looks like you’ve got me figured out. I’m a nerd at heart.” Ben glanced at Sam and Billie who were staring back with wide eyes and gaping mouths. He took note of their heart-shaped faces and the light sprinkling of freckles across their cheeks, traits which matched Melanie’s. “Now, let me see if I can do a little figuring out myself. I assume these are the two younger sisters you mentioned?”
    “Yes, well, you know Billie. This is our middle sister, Sammie.”
    Sam crossed her arms. “Okay, sorry to interrupt, but how do you two know each other?” She muttered out of the corner of her mouth to Melanie, “And why did you not tell me about him?”
    “Yeah, Ga Je , how do you know Mr. Peters?” Billie chimed in.
    “We met at the grocery store last weekend,” Melanie replied, trying to keep her tone light and casual. She could tell by the sharp curve of Sam’s eyebrow that the wheels were turning in her head. “We talked briefly.”
    “Your sister came to my rescue and assisted me in making a purchase.”
    “She did, did she?” Sam’s deep brown eyes sparkled as realization dawned on her. “That’s why you took so long that day.”
    “It was just a few extra minutes.” Melanie shot Sam a look of irritation, trying to use her own arched eyebrows to stop her from probing further. Then, turning to Ben, she asked, “Was your sister okay with the items I picked?”
    “You were right on the money.” His face broke into a wide grin that showcased his dimples. “She couldn’t have been more pleased.”
    “That’s good to hear. I’m glad those worked out for her.” She shifted her weight from one foot to the other as three pairs of eyes gazed at her. With the fluorescent lighting overhead, Melanie suddenly felt like she was being interrogated. Sam may have been missing her police show, but there was no way she was going to turn their evening into a real life investigation. It was time to switch the focus away from herself. “Well, it’s good to know Billie’s in your class. She says you’re a great teacher.”
    Ben smiled graciously. “It’s a pleasure having her as my student. I can