22 Days and counting!
I'm counting down the days to the release of Suddenly Royal and am on the edge of my seat. I can't wait for it to be out there for everyone to read. So, to keep me calm while we ALL wait, here is another teaser!
By the time class was over
I couldn’t have been more ready. I had twenty minutes before the next lecture
and I was considering putting a note on the door and hiding. As the students
got up and left, a few of them came down to try to ask me questions. I did my
best to shoo them away, but a few were much more dedicated to finding an
answer. Becca had come to stand just to the side of me, her friendly smile
replaced with a glower that made me rethink my original assessment of her
personality.
“C’mon, Sam. It’s the
school paper. Just an interview. I’ll let you decide which questions you want
to answer.” The editor for the student paper was leaning against my desk and I
was resolutely trying to ignore him.
“I told you, Toby, I have
too much going on right now. I’m sorry.” Truth be told, I would always have too
much going on when it came to having time for interviews. Especially with Toby.
He was a pervert to the tenth degree. “If you don’t mind, I have to finish
grading some papers.”
“Samantha—”
“This way, sir.” Duvall
appeared beside Toby, a friendly hand placed on his shoulder. “Lady Rousseau
has asked for some space.”
“But—”
“Another time, maybe.”
Duvall maneuvered Toby away from my desk and off the stage, to my relief. Who
would have thought I’d be grateful to see Duvall after all?
“You’re an excellent
teacher. You handled the class quite well.” Alex’s voice in my ear made me
jump, bumping my head into his chin.
“Youch!” I rubbed the top
of my head while he looked down at me with amusement. He rubbed his chin but
smiled. “Good grief. Don’t sneak up on me. And I would have handled the class
much better if you hadn’t shown up.”
“I’d like to think I
encouraged them to try a little harder.” His blue eyes sparkled as he looked at
me. “And I wanted to make sure they weren’t giving you too hard of a time.”
“Thanks, I think.” I
frowned up at him, trying to not get pulled into his eyes. “But I would have
managed just fine. You don’t have to take care of me.”
“You’ve been thrown into a
new world… I just wanted to help you get your feet.” Instead of being annoyed
with my reluctance to accept his help, he seemed entertained. “How many more
classes do you have today?”
“Two more.” I rubbed my
forehead. “Then I go to the sanctuary.”
“I see. Do you have time
for lunch somewhere in there?” He leaned casually against my desk, his perfect
rump perched on the edge. I tried to not think about it and just focused on the
conversation.
“I usually eat in the
office after the last class. Catch up my paperwork before I head over.” I bit
my bottom lip, confused by his presence in my class, by his interest in me. His
eyes focused on my mouth briefly before moving back to my eyes. Some flashes
from the right side of the hall drew my attention and I realized some of the
students were using their phones to take pictures of us talking. Becca jumped
down from the edge of the stage where she was standing and headed in their
direction.
“Would you mind if I join
you? Or is that not allowed?” He cocked his head to the side and I found myself
studying the way the bright lights of the stage played in his blond hair.
“Um, no, that’s fine.” My
eyes traveled over his face, taking in the slight imperfections that only
seemed to make him more handsome. “Uh, I usually just grab a sandwich or
something. I guess we could order something in, if you’d like.”
“A sandwich is perfect.
Why don’t I bring the food? I’ll meet you there, that way you don’t have to
waste any of your time.”
“Why?” The question exited
my mouth before I could rethink it.
“Why save you time?” His
eyebrows drew together.
“Why do you want to have
lunch with me? Surely you have more important things to do.”
“Well, I like your company
for one thing.” He leaned a little closer. “And you underestimate your
importance. I’m starting to think you’re very important.”
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Perfect rump indeed Sam, indeed!
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