It may not be manly to admit, although, I’ve never been afraid of my softer side, but after my evening with Renee’,I was floating on cloud nine.
The date had gone better than I imagined. Aside from Tanner’s bizarre behavior, the evening has gone perfect.I loved getting to know Renee’ better. Her close relationship with her sisters, her random Elvis obsession, and the way her lips met mine eagerly after a delicious helping of lemon crème brûlée, and a glass of wine, all only further fueled my desire to spend time with her.I was in danger of acting like my students. Utterly lovestruck an impossible to be around. And I loved it.After a night of deep, soundless sleep, I awoke, feeling refreshed and excited, already counting the minutes until I get to see Renee again. Only one black cloud over shattered my happiness, the fact that today was the day I started the search for Kayla.Would it take days, weeks, or God forbid months? I had no idea, all I"We totally rocked that reception," Suzanne said happily as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, champagne flute in hand. We'd had one of the rare events where all hands were needed on deck, so the three of us, along with all of our staff, had spent all day and all evening on Sunday pulling off our biggest wedding reception yet. A lot of blood, sweat and tears had gone into making it go off seamlessly. But it was all worth it. Now that everything had been cleaned up and torn down, my sisters and I were back at our building, sitting in the quiet dining area out front. THe shutters were drawn, so no one could se e in, and it was blissfully peaceful. "Yeah, we did," Jen replied, raising her glass and nudging Suzanne with her knee to get her to sit up amd open her eyes. "To Three Sisters, us and the business, for becoming more than I ever imagined. Great job tonight." My feet were throbbing and my lower back niggled, but I wore a huge smile as I clincked my glass to theirs. "
Hey! I know you have school, but can you breeak away for lunch? If not, it's totally okay. Just thought I'd ask. I was wlking down the hall, the discussion my class had just had on the pros and cons of Mr. Darcy still playing in my mind, when Renee's text came through. An instant grin and, I'm a little embarrassed to say, some stomach flutters, were my immediate reaction to seeing her name pop up on my phone. Unfortunately, I didnn't have time to break away during the school day, but was so pleased that Renee' contacted me and wanted to see me, that I wondered just how strict Principal Wiggins' policy on non-staff members eating in the lounge was... Realizing I was willing to risk it, I texted back: Can't break free for lunch, but you could come here. I'll even share my peanut butter and banana sandwich. My break is until 12:30. I was standing in the middle of the hallway, looking down at my phone as I awaited Renee's reply, when a gentle hand on my shoulder, and softly spoken, "
I stopped walking once I realized I was marching down the hall alone and had no idea where I was going. I turned to see John still standing at the door, frozen, his mouth gaping a bit as he moved it but no sound came out. I tried to figure out what had happened then his words came back to me and I guffawed. "Calm down, John, I know it was just a reaction to the cake, and you don't actually love me," I assured him, even though the words had given me a quick thrill coming out of his mouth. "You're such a nervous nelly. People tell me they love me all the time after they taste my cooking." Relief filed his face and he smiled as he crossed to me. "Really? I have a lot of competition, huh?" "Yep," I quipped, matching his step as we made our way down the empty hallway. It was kind of weird being in a high school again. Brought back memories. Some good, like Suzanne and I laughing as we rushed through the halls to get to soccer practice before we got busted by Coach. Or bad, like the t
It had been a few days since I'd gotten chewed out by Wiggins for having a date in the teacher's lounge, the thought of which still made me smile. I'd pointed out to the principal that there was no actual written rule about such a thing, to which he'd huffed that it was implied, and asked if I'd ever seen anyone else have guests over for lunch. Although I had seen Jan on occasion when Tyson had forgotten his lunch, I'd known I was toeing the line by inviting Renee'. The thing was, I couldn't find it in me to care. I hadn't seen her since, and that was four days ago, so I was happy that I'd gotten to see her, even if it was only for a few minutes. We'd been mostly keeping in touch by texting each other throughout the day. We'd talked a few times, but we were on different schedules and she was usually still working when I got off. I'd always heard owning your own business was tough, but the amount of hours Renee' and her sisters put in was staggering. Luckily, they were talking about
"I'm so excited that we're doing this," I said as my sisters and I drove to O'Malley's, the Irish pub. The event had run a little longer than expeted, which happens more often than you might think, so I'd texted John and told him I'd ride with Suzanne and Jennifer and meet him there. It gave us the rare opportunity to get ready to go out together, something that didn't happen as much anymore, and I'd forgotten how much fun it was. We'd 'pre-gamed' with Suzanne's blackberry margaritas, and done each other's hair while trying on different outfits. It reminded me of when we were younger. The only thing missing was out Grandma sitting in the corner laughing as we paraded through the room in out different outfits. "Me, too" Suzanne admitted. "I can't remember the last time I went out to a bar." "Yeha, it's been a minute," Jennifer agreed. Her bright-red hair was down in pretty, beachy waves, and she was wearing a sinple but sexy, black dress. "I'm
Things were going great. Renee's sisters seemed to like me, Wyatt and Rebecca were chatting each other up, and Tyson's wife even gave in and let him eat the corned beef. We were all enjoying the drinks, atmosphere, and each other's company. Then Tanner Smyth walked in. I didn't notice ar first. I was enjoying the feel of Renee' pressed up against my side, her hand in mine as we laughed over Suzanne and Jennifer's worst client ever stories. I saw Wy shout a greeting and stand up out of the corner of my eye, but it wasn't until the three sisters stiffened and stopped talking that I looked up to see what was happening Tanner, normally self-assured and affable, was standing next to our table with his hands in his pockets and eyeswide as he took in our group. "Glad you could make it," Wy was saying. "I know Sundays can be busy for you." Tanner didn't hear him though, his eyes were frozen on Jennifer, while she sat aghast, staring back at hi
The ride home wasn't frenzied, with groping hands and heated looks. I thought it might be, after the way John's body had reacted to my touch at the pud, but no. Instead, the cab of his truck was filled with anticipation. It was like twenty minutes of foreplay, with barely any touching. Just the soft stroking of his thumb over the top of my hand, the reapid beat of our hearts, and the occasional flash of his dimple when he clenched his teeth. After we parked, I took John's hand and led him up to my appartment. I didn't even spare a glance at my sisters' doors, even though I knew Jennifer was upset about Tanner. I wanted to be there for her, I did, but she had Suzanne, and I'd go to her first thing in the morning. Tonight, was about John. Me and John. I closed the door behind us, locked it, and turned to him. My arms went around his neck as he lowered his face toward mine and brought his hands to clutch my waist, bringing me fluch against him a
I woke slowly, feeling more rested and sincerely happy than I'd felt in a really, really long time. Renee's bed was extremely comfortable, so much so that I was thinking of asking her what kind of mattress it was, and where she'd gotten the down comforter, I was currently snuggled under. Renee' wasn't beside me, but I could still feel the warmth of her body and smell the perfume of her hair as I stretched out across the most comfortable bed ever made. Suddenly, I heard footsteps running toward me, before Renee' landed right on top of me with a laugh and started pelting my face with kisses. I happily accepted the assault, then rolled smoothly until Renee' was cradled half underneath me, and I was looking at her gorgeous eyes, which were currently a deep hazel. "Good Morning to you, too," I murmured, then lowered my head to give her a deep, lingering kiss. When I finally came up for air, Renee' brushed her hand through my hair and said, "I made breakfas