Teaching her a lesson
My fingers clenched down on the surface of that radio.
"Oh, that's right. He's the teacher over at GHS, isn't he?" Gypsy laid down, head resting between her paws.
"That's him," she confirmed. God, it was like she was twerking at me without moving her hips. Between mother and daughter, I didn't know which ass I loved better. Both, I decided. I loved them both better.
"What's he teach?"
"English, but really, he's teaching her all kinds of things. Making sure Cassie is ready for college in the fall."
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