Falling for the Teacher

“You’re determined to help us out, even after class?” He looked at her askance, one eyebrow raised.

She nodded encouragingly. She would not go down without a fight. “It’ll be good for me, too. Promise.”

The buzzer sounded, signaling the end of break. She stood, wincing as she put weight on her leg. “Do we have a deal then, Mr. Brown?”

He carefully levered himself from the tight desk to an upright position.

Once more Katarina was struck by his size and strength.

“All right, Ms. Zemanova. I’ll do it. But only if you call me Ben.” He tilted his head and waited for a reply.

She breathed in slowly. You can do this, girl. No sweat. And then she held out her hand to secure the deal, all business, just like she used to do in her old life. “All right, Ben. And you must call me Katarina.”

He clasped his hand in hers. Firm, warm and masculine. “Katarina.” This time there was no mistake. “But one thing?”

“Yes?”

“You have to promise to protect me from my son.”

Katarina ended the handshake and clutched the papers to her chest. The real question, she realized, was who was going to protect her from the father?

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