Page 26 of Manhattan Secret

“Is that what we were, a mistake? Your three insane orgasms were a mistake?”

I exhale, heated down to places that has no business letting him heat them and I resist squeezing my thighs together under the desk.

I can’t allow him to affect me like this.

Even if I want him.

Even if he’s the first man to make me feel desire in a long time.

Lava suddenly crawls through my veins from the feet up when he quickly moves and comes around my desk. I pop to my feet so fast, to do what? I don’t know—but having him towering over me unnerves, excites and makes me a complete wreck inside.

I still have to lift my head back to look at him.

In two days flat I’ve quickly gleaned that this high tech, money orientated academy for the materialistically wealthy might not run with thugs that you see in mainstream education, but it does have its own gang hierarchy.

And I’m gazing up at their leader.

The other kids in my class unquestionably follow Lachlan’s lead.

If he behaves, they behave. What he says goes.

For the rest of the school year to go as well as I want it to, before the new semester starts, means I need him on side, somehow.

It’s a mark against me starting this late in the year due to the last computer Science teacher leaving suddenly for health reasons. I’m fresh meat to these kids and they smell it on me.

Get the leader on side.

Wealth and opportunities to most kids their age doesn’t mean a thing when they scent fresh blood. My advanced students might be cleverer than most in the school, but they’re also shrewder. More cunning too.

“Are you going to answer or keep eating me up with your eyes? I’m more than fine with that.”

His voice is dark and urgent and just this side of dangerous. Not at all like a voice you expect to hear coming from an eighteen-year-old man-boy.

And that’s what scares me because it’s that voice I’m wholly,please god forgive me, attracted to.

I wrench my eyes from his face and fail to back up when he steps forward and traps me with his presence against the desk.

His skin so hot, I feel it radiating out of him like a nuclear meltdown.

“Lachlan, back up.”

“I’m not touching you.”

“You’re in my personal space.”

“You didn’t mind me being deep in your personal space the other night.”

“Oh my god, that’s it!”

I actually shove both hands on his chest and he chuckles taking a step back so I can slide out from him. “It’s time for you to leave. Now.”

“You’re beautiful when you’re fired up.”

My legs turn to jello. I can’t keep up with the switch of personalities.

And god help me, I like this sweet one too.

“And you’re about to be sent to the principal’s office if you keep flouting my rules. Go, Lachlan.”

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