Big fucking trouble

COLLINS’ POV

To say I was pumped about being the new assistant coach was an understatement. I had worked for this day for so long and it was finally here. I couldn’t wait to get on the field with these boys after school and see what they’ve got.

I was unpacking my gym bag, tossing my stuff into the locker assigned to me when I swear I heard the locker room door open. When I stopped to listen and heard nothing more, I continued to unpack, opening the locker just below mine for extra space.

Then I saw someone out the corner of my eyes and whipped my head in their direction. However, it wasn’t one of the boys coming in. No, it was a very gorgeous brunette woman. I blinked a few times before I asked, “Um, are you lost?”

She jumped and turned toward me. If she hadn’t been wearing the school’s cheerleading uniform, I would have mistaken her for one of the faculty members. She definitely didn’t look like a senior in high school. Hell, she didn’t even look like any of the women I went to college with. She was much more gorgeous and mature-looking than any woman I’d ever seen.

Her eyes scanned me up and down and I swallowed. She looked like trouble with a capital T. Her long brunette hair and perfect skin was distracting and I had to get my shit together. She was the type of girl that could get me fired if I wasn’t careful.

“You scared me!” She teased and I highly doubted it. She looked like she knew exactly what she was doing and knew that I was in there.

“I think you’re in the wrong locker room.” I looked around to see if anyone else was in there, not wanting to get caught with this girl wearing the smallest cheerleading uniform I had ever seen. Were those the actual uniforms?! Good lord!

“I think I’m actually in the right place.” I watched her eyes look me up and down in an appreciative manner and I cleared my throat, feeling a bit uncomfortable under her stare.

“I think you should leave. The girls’ locker room is next door.” Seriously- she needed to get the hell out of there.

She cocked her head playfully. “Oh, I know where it’s at. However, you’re not in there.” She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and I won’t lie and say it didn’t affect me. My heart hammered in my chest and I actually felt my dick swell slightly in my gym shorts. Shit. Shit. Shit.

“This is weird. I need you to leave. Please don’t make me give you detention on my first day on the job.” I scratched the back of my neck, looking anywhere but at her. I hated how attracted I felt toward this young girl.

“I’ll take detention if you’re running it,” she laughed.

Anger swam through me at both her and myself. “What’s your name?” I asked, wanting to know who this girl was. If she was acting like this with me, there was no doubt in my mind that she didn’t act like this with others. The girl didn’t even know my name and she was throwing herself at me.

“Names aren’t important,” she purred out, stepping closer to me until she was so close I could smell her sweet perfume. Her hand came up and ran down my chest and stomach seductively, sending a bolt of excitement straight into my pants. “You’re the new coach, yeah?”

I grabbed her wrist hard and stepped away from her, trying to get my bearings about me. “This is very inappropriate. Do you make it a habit to come into the guys’ locker room to hit on your elders?”

She giggled and it was actually really sexy. Damn it!

“You catch on quickly,” she joked.

The locker room door from the gym opened and voices filled the room. My heart sank straight into my stomach as anxiety filled me. I couldn’t be caught with this little harlot on my first day on the job. Jesus Christ.

She looked at me with a knowing glance as she said, “See you on the field, Coach.” And then left with a wink.

My heart was thundering in my chest as I stared after her.

What the hell was that?!

I was in big fucking trouble.