Jaxson was spending way too much time with her.

They had alternated between feeding each other. After he made her the stir fry on Saturday, Teal had made him soup on Sunday. Then it was back to him on Monday, and that was how they served one another.

By Friday, while he was finishing his last lesson, he saw the heavens open up, and it start to pour it down with rain, which was just fucking typical because he hadn’t driven to work. Instead, he’d decided to enjoy the last of the summer sun and walked.

This wasn’t fun. He hated the fucking rain. The worst weather was the fog though. Rain was manageable, but he stayed behind, dealing with the detention because it was his turn. By the time he left school, the rain had subsided.

He was walking home, sensing that it was going to open up again. The dark clouds were gaining, and he sped up, trying to make it home. His bag on his back, briefcase in hand.

Jaxson looked up to see Teal just up ahead. She was walking fast.

The clouds rumbled.

“Fuck.”

He took off, running. As he got to Teal, it started raining.

Teal looked at him, scrunching up her face, and then he took her hand, and they ran, heading toward their homes.

Jaxson didn’t let her go, and he didn’t give a shit what anyone else thought if they saw him running with her. They ran as fast as they could, but it wasn’t good enough.

He was soaked through, and he had no doubt Teal would be feeling the same thing as well.

Jaxson nudged her to his home, grabbed his key, and they stumbled inside. He dropped his bag on the floor and immediately turned to Teal.

“You’re shaking. Come on.” Holding her hand once again, he walked upstairs to his bathroom. She was still shaking as he wrapped a towel around her.

“You’re going to need to take those clothes off,” he said. “They’re only making you colder.”

Teal nibbled on her bottom lip, and he turned around, trying to give her privacy.

What the hell was he thinking? He should be sending her away. Not standing here waiting. Knowing she was getting naked and still being so close to him. He gritted his teeth and tried not to think about what she was doing.

I can do this.

She is a student.

I am simply caring for a student.

“It’s okay,” Teal said.

He turned to find her wrapped in a towel. Her long, brown hair fell around her body. Her cheeks were pink. He saw the splashes of red from her bra.

She’s a student. She’s a student. She’s a fucking student.

Something inside him snapped. Jaxson didn’t understand it, couldn’t control it, and in that single moment, he didn’t want to. Cupping her face, he tilted her head back and then slammed his lips down on hers. He kissed her hard, and fast.

At first, Teal was still in his arms, her actions untutored.

He was about to stop, to put an end to this stupidity, but then her hands went to his shoulders before she pressed her body against his, sinking her fingers into his hair.

Jaxson lost all thought.

The towel that was wrapped around her body fell to the floor in a heap. He cupped her hips, squeezing them and running his hands back and then toward her curvy ass. He tightened his grip on the plump flesh, not wanting to let go. All he wanted was to touch her, to be consumed by her, to fuck her, to take her.

Breaking from the kiss, he trailed his lips down toward her neck, sucking on her pulse.

Teal moaned his name, and he nibbled on the column on her neck.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he said.

“Oh,” Teal said.

He hadn’t let her go. His body was still pressed against hers. “No, you don’t understand. I’m your teacher. This shouldn’t be happening.”