Sexy Mr. Stuart, who stood over by the door with two Timber-tinis ready to make a quick exit. Geeze, who knew both Lexi and I had an odd Mr. Robinson thing to work out?
“And don’t forget we have a big day tomorrow with the parade and the pep rally and then the big dance. I can’t thank you enough for showing your school spirit in such a wonderful way!” Ramona was now finishing up her speech. “Oh, and there is a box with ballots to be cast for our king and queen redeux. So cast those votes. Members of the homecoming court, please meet here for the parade at 9:30 sharp, but first, can we all meet for a moment in the far left corner?” She cast a very pointed look at Nolan with that comment.
Mel snorted. “I think that means you, Mr. Parker. Or shall I say, King Parker. Your court awaits.” Mel made her way towards their little table where her purse was and pulled out her phone. Her mind now actively pushing past their kiss and on its way to work and how she’d spend the rest of her evening.
Mel shook her head as her phone buzzed, knowing already it would be Lexi texting her.
Lex: Don’t wait up for me. I’m grabbing some things and will meet up with you tomorrow after I see my parents.
Mel: Watch yourself. Be safe.
Lex: Maybe you should text him that.
Mel: SMH
Lex: Don’t worry I’ll be fine. You have fun. Real fun. You know what I mean.
Mel: I’m sleeping alone tonight. Your plan will not work.
Lex: My plans always work.
Mel: Go live out your teacher fantasy so we can quickly get out of this town.
Lex: Night Girlie!
Mel: Goodnight :-)
Despite all her protests, while signing off, Mel’s lips still tingled and that damn kiss popped back into her thoughts. As she licked her lips, Mel swore she could still taste and feel Nolan—the touch of cinnamon mixed with beer and masculinity. Mel sucked in a breath and tucked her phone back into her bag and prepared to walk away. This day and night had been exciting enough. Time to pack it in. But Nolan caught her by the arm as she was leaving the room.
“What are you doing?” She challenged him on a turn. “Your court awaits you.”
“Let them wait. I’d rather dance with you some more. Why don’t you stay, then I’ll walk you up? Since we’re neighbors and all.”
Mel smiled, though not at all happy with the words about to come out of her mouth. Especially with the way Nolan was looking at her. Eyes smoldering, traveling from her eyes to her lips and back. She should say yes. Why not just say yes? Lord knows she fantasized about an offer from Nolan Parker for way too many years, and this was her chance. Besides, judging by his dance moves and the quite-generous bulge that greeted her when they danced, she was pretty sure he would definitely live up to the fantasy.
Mel shook her head. “No thanks. It’s been fun, but I’m ready to pack it in. If I go now, I still have a few hours to get some work in tonight. Thanks for the dance,” she paused. “And the extra. This was way more than I’m used to. I’ll see you around tomorrow, I’m sure.”
Mel eased her arm from his grasp, slower than was probably necessary, but savoring what she could, as she made her way out of the Tahoe room and away from Nolan Parker for the night.
Nolan continued to watch Mel go for about five seconds after she was gone. Damn it! He should have gone after her. Kissed her. Something. Anything other than standing there. Still, he knew that some part of him worried that she may just be out of his league. Hell, even back then, when they were kids, he felt that way. Something about her cool attitude and that smart, know-it-all way of hers, did it to him. And truth be told, he still felt it today.
Yet here he was once again, watching her go and following the rules, doing what was expected.
Nolan stood over with the rest of the crew, which consisted of the old homecoming court and Ramona droning on about where they had to meet in the morning to be propped up on the
“And don’t forget we have a big day tomorrow with the parade and the pep rally and then the big dance. I can’t thank you enough for showing your school spirit in such a wonderful way!” Ramona was now finishing up her speech. “Oh, and there is a box with ballots to be cast for our king and queen redeux. So cast those votes. Members of the homecoming court, please meet here for the parade at 9:30 sharp, but first, can we all meet for a moment in the far left corner?” She cast a very pointed look at Nolan with that comment.
Mel snorted. “I think that means you, Mr. Parker. Or shall I say, King Parker. Your court awaits.” Mel made her way towards their little table where her purse was and pulled out her phone. Her mind now actively pushing past their kiss and on its way to work and how she’d spend the rest of her evening.
Mel shook her head as her phone buzzed, knowing already it would be Lexi texting her.
Lex: Don’t wait up for me. I’m grabbing some things and will meet up with you tomorrow after I see my parents.
Mel: Watch yourself. Be safe.
Lex: Maybe you should text him that.
Mel: SMH
Lex: Don’t worry I’ll be fine. You have fun. Real fun. You know what I mean.
Mel: I’m sleeping alone tonight. Your plan will not work.
Lex: My plans always work.
Mel: Go live out your teacher fantasy so we can quickly get out of this town.
Lex: Night Girlie!
Mel: Goodnight :-)
Despite all her protests, while signing off, Mel’s lips still tingled and that damn kiss popped back into her thoughts. As she licked her lips, Mel swore she could still taste and feel Nolan—the touch of cinnamon mixed with beer and masculinity. Mel sucked in a breath and tucked her phone back into her bag and prepared to walk away. This day and night had been exciting enough. Time to pack it in. But Nolan caught her by the arm as she was leaving the room.
“What are you doing?” She challenged him on a turn. “Your court awaits you.”
“Let them wait. I’d rather dance with you some more. Why don’t you stay, then I’ll walk you up? Since we’re neighbors and all.”
Mel smiled, though not at all happy with the words about to come out of her mouth. Especially with the way Nolan was looking at her. Eyes smoldering, traveling from her eyes to her lips and back. She should say yes. Why not just say yes? Lord knows she fantasized about an offer from Nolan Parker for way too many years, and this was her chance. Besides, judging by his dance moves and the quite-generous bulge that greeted her when they danced, she was pretty sure he would definitely live up to the fantasy.
Mel shook her head. “No thanks. It’s been fun, but I’m ready to pack it in. If I go now, I still have a few hours to get some work in tonight. Thanks for the dance,” she paused. “And the extra. This was way more than I’m used to. I’ll see you around tomorrow, I’m sure.”
Mel eased her arm from his grasp, slower than was probably necessary, but savoring what she could, as she made her way out of the Tahoe room and away from Nolan Parker for the night.
Nolan continued to watch Mel go for about five seconds after she was gone. Damn it! He should have gone after her. Kissed her. Something. Anything other than standing there. Still, he knew that some part of him worried that she may just be out of his league. Hell, even back then, when they were kids, he felt that way. Something about her cool attitude and that smart, know-it-all way of hers, did it to him. And truth be told, he still felt it today.
Yet here he was once again, watching her go and following the rules, doing what was expected.
Nolan stood over with the rest of the crew, which consisted of the old homecoming court and Ramona droning on about where they had to meet in the morning to be propped up on the
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