"There you go assuming things again." Jaxson teases.

He's smirking. He's reading my mind - I know it. I roll my eyes and try to look annoyed. I don't think it's working.

"Well, Mikey has his test now. You can ask him, if you like."

Jaxson chuckles, "playing hard to get, are we?"

I blush, "no."

He leans in a little closer, "why don't you tell me his grade then, Ms. Hayes." The way he's speaking and the sound of his voice convey much more than what he's asking me. I feel like I'm being propositioned for...I don't know what - but whatever it is, I want it.

"He got a 'B'," I say, almost whispering.

Jaxson looks disappointed, "a 'B' or a 'B plus'?"

"Plus."

His impish grin spreads into a full blown smile, "well, well, Ms. Hayes. Looks like you lost our little bet."

"I should have left it at an 'A', I would have been safe."

"Safe is never as much fun." My nipples harden. He's talking like this on purpose - he has to be.

"I guess I have to go out with you then," I concede.

"No, you don't."

His reply knocks me off guard, "what?"

"You don't have to go out with me. I would never force a woman to do anything she didn't want to."

"Oh." Shit. A little piece of my heart breaks. He was playing a game with my head and I fell for it.

Jaxson's face lights up. He gazes into my eyes, "I mean, if you want to go out with me, that's different."

I blush again, "I might."

"You might what?" he prods an answer out of me.

"I might want to go out with you." Oh my God. This is so embarrassing, "why are you making me say it?"

"I want to be sure you want me. I mean - to go out with me," Jaxson purposefully mistakes his words and winks at me, "plus, I like watching you squirm. It's hot."

I wish I could stop myself from blushing, but I can't, "I never said I wanted you. I only said I might want to go out with you."

"Same thing."

"You're too much," I giggle.

"You have no idea," he replies seductively, "so are we doing this, or what?"

I relax with those words and laugh, "yeah. I want to do it," I say, realizing what that must sound like to a man who speaks in sexual innuendos, "I want to go out with you."

"Same thing." He winks again, "I'll pick you up at seven."

"Tonight?" I ask, shocked.

"Yup. I have a game on Sunday so it's tonight or next week - and I'm not waiting any longer."

"See you later, babe," Jaxson says. He leaves me standing speechless in my classroom. A sense of longing coming from within, and a dampness between my legs.

Fuck. This guy is good.

Chapter 15.

SYDNEY.

"You cannot wear that," Kelly says with her arms folded across her chest.

"I thought I looked good."

"You do. You just look like a teacher."

"I am a teacher."

"You're not going to teach a class, Syd. You're going to seduce a football star."

"Kel, we're going to dinner around the block. I am not seducing anyone."

"Whatever. Just loosen up a bit. Show a little boob - a thigh - something." Kelly suggests, frustrated, "you're always so buttoned up. Let's see some skin, woman."

I look at her like she's crazy, "I think you've been spending a little too much time with Tim."

"And I think you've been spending a little too much time alone at home. Hold on."

Kelly leaves my bedroom and comes back with a silky navy dress on a hanger. She tosses it at me, "put this on."

I look at her in disbelief, but don't bother arguing. I take off the top I was wearing.

"At least you have a nice bra on," Kelly comments. We've changed in front of each other a million times over the years. I'm not shy in front of her.

I pull off my skirt. "Matching panties? Maybe I misjudged you after all. Who knew what was hiding under that uptight outfit?" She jokes.

I slip Kelly's dress over my head and pull it down. I try to pull it past the middle of my thigh, but it won't go any farther. I pull my hair out of the back and straighten the dress out.

"That's what I'm talking about," Kelly says, proud of herself.

I turn and look in the mirror. She's right. I look hot - but nothing like myself. The neckline is cut low and a good part of my breasts are showing. I'm a lot more curvy than Kelly so the dress is tighter on me than it would be on her.

"I don't know. I feel naked," I say unsure, twirling in front of the mirror a few times.

"You're far from naked, Syd."

"I guess, but."

"No buts, it's ten to seven."

I look at the clock. My heart beats faster when I realize how little time I have left. I glance at my closet again, but Kelly stops me before I can rethink my outfit again.

"You're wearing it and Jax is going to love it. Even I have a boner looking at you right now."

"Shut up." I laugh.

But that's exactly what I'm afraid of.

Chapter 16.

JAXSON.

Why waste any more time? Sydney can't deny the heat we shared in her classroom today. If I wanted to, I could have had her right then and there. It's gone too far for that though. The girl went from despising me - or pretending to - to admitting that she wants me. I may have coaxed her a little, but fuck, the look on her face was priceless.

I love that even though she is shy as hell, she can go toe to toe with me without backing down. To me, that means there must be a dirty girl hidden somewhere inside. Maybe she keeps that side hidden on purpose - or maybe she doesn't know it exists - but I do. I can't wait to spend some time with that side of Sydney.

There was no chance I was going to put this night off until next week - no way. I'm going to take her out and show her the time of her life - or the best time I can in Mesquite. I'm planning to end the night deep inside that tight little pussy of hers, but in all honesty, if it doesn't happen tonight, I'll live. I'm sure it will be coming to me soon enough.

I ring the bell at five to seven and Kelly answers, "hey Jax."

"Jax, huh? I guess we're officially friends now?" I joke. Kelly seems cool. She's been on 'Team Jax' since day one - I can tell. It's always nice when a girl's friends aren't trying to cock block you.

"We're going to be even better friends when you see Sydney."

Kelly has a devilish look in her eyes, but before I have a chance to ask her what she means, Sydney comes out of her bedroom.

Holy sweet baby Jesus. Immediately, my jeans feel tighter. My cock begins to rise to meet the sexy Ms. Hayes. I look down to get myself under control before looking back at her in again.

Sydney is in a dress - if you can even call it that. It's a dark blue piece of fabric that hugs every inch of her body - the parts it covers anyway. I've seen girls in much less, but after seeing Sydney strictly in casual clothes or her conservative teacher attire, this is fucking glorious. I had a good idea of what she looked like under her clothes - especially after catching her braless the other night, but none of it prepared me for this.

The low cut neck line on top looks like it's begging to come apart over her full, soft breasts. I can't stop staring. She definitely knows I'm looking too because her face turns red. She turns to say something to Kelly and I get an equally lovely view of her amazing ass. The dress is tight enough that I can see her panty line. The tell tale outline of her thong wakes my cock again. Fuck. I wish we could skip dinner.

"I knew this was a bad idea," Sydney says to Kelly.

"Oh, stop. You look gorgeous."

"Seriously, babe. You look...shit." I'm speechless for one of the first times ever.

"I look like shit?" Sydney asks. She's taunting me, sensing my unease.

"No! No. You look amazing," I stutter, trying to find the right words. None of them seem good enough.

"Thanks. Do you really plan on calling me babe all night?"

"Yup. Unless you prefer sweet tits - which may be more appropriate this evening," I add, purposely staring at her tits. Now I'm getting my groove back.

"Babe it is," she says quietly. I see her trying to hold back a smile.

"Well then, babe. Let's do this."

I hold out my arm. Sydney looks like she's about to jump into a shark tank. She gives Kelly a little wave.

"Have fun kids. Oh - I'm staying at Tim's tonight so I won't be here when you get back."

"Subtle, Kel, thanks."

"Any time. Have fun." She waves good bye.

Oh, we will. Sydney can't wear something like that and come home to this empty house all alone. That wouldn't be fair to either of us. Tonight is going to be a lot of fucking fun. Emphasis on the fucking - I hope. SYDNEY Oh, God. Jax looks really good tonight. I give myself a few seconds to take it all in before looking away. He's going to be very hard to resist.

Jax is dressed casual in jeans and a polo top, but he might as well be naked. His shirt hugs his muscular arms and chest. If I look harder, I can even see the outline of his six pack. The charcoal gray shirt makes his eyes look even more gray than they usually do. There's a tribal tattoo peeking out from under the sleeve. I find myself wanting to run my finer along the lines and let them lead me up to his shoulders.

I notice a bulge in the front of his jeans. They're not over tight, but snug enough to let me know that Kelly might be right about his 'anaconda'. I subconsciously lick my lips thinking about it. I'm not like most of the girls Jax has been with. I don't know if I can handle what he's hiding under there, but I might be willing to try - if things go well tonight.

"So, where are we going?" I ask when we get outside.

"This is Mesquite. We have three choices, unless you're up for a long drive."

"It's nice out tonight, why don't we walk into town? It's only a couple of blocks."

"Sure."

Jax actually seems a little nervous. He's more quiet than usual. I wonder if he's second guessing this date? It dawns on me that anywhere we go in Mesquite, we're going to attract attention.

"Are you sure you want to go out in town? People might see us together." I ask.