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JAMIE WILLIS

I didn't have the wrong girl.

Her eyes had a flirtatious glare in them that pushed all my warning lights. If I had any sense left then I'd stay as far away from her as possible.

She was just the kind of trouble I didn't need. It was too fucking early for this.

"I'll assume you enjoyed the class too." I said uneasily.

She swung her legs back and forth. The movement made her skirt edge up till it moved past the danger point. I forced myself to look away. Focus on the board.

"It depends." She said.

"Depends on?"

"What part of the class you think I enjoyed." She grinned. "If it's watching you teach, now that was enjoyable."

Her eyes took a slow seductive trail down my body. It chilled my blood and boiled my bones all in one breath. Her eyes were dangerous brown eyes.

Who is this walking temptation?

"I'm Jean. Jean Harrison." She said almost as if she had read my mind.

Jean Harrison…

That name. She was one of the top. I had gone through a list of all the students with the high