She groaned inwardly. His eyes retreated to safer territory pretty quickly, so she really couldn’t accuse him of being a pervert. After she replaced...the pot on the warmer, she gave her shorts another discreet tug. When she turned and met his eyes, she felt a leap of warmth flood through her. Those big green eyes of his were devouring her. There was a definite crackle of sexual tension in the air. For some reason she couldn’t tear her gaze from his, and she didn’t question why she didn’t want. "Mr. O'Hare are you just getting here now?!" he asked. "Yes sorry Mr. Harris I hadva family emergency." I said lying through my teeth. "And do you have a note explaining this 'Emergency?" he asked. "No sorry." "Well I'm sorry too, because until a note is produced you'll have detention every day this week." "Ok sure whatever." I said in my haste. I darted down the main hall and saw Jennifer Woods setting up posters for the PTA Bake Sale. "Hey Jenny have you seen Missy Wright?" I asked. "Yeah. “Sure. I just need to fix some ice and then we are good to go,” replied Tom. He ran some cold water from the tap and quenched his own thirst before opening a bottle of Chilean Merlot and poured Mandy a large glass. As he was mixing the rum and coke for Marcus he thought that he too would have that to drink and so, mixed a couple. With the ice clinking the expensive crystal glasses he load the drinks on to a small silver tray and headed for the lounge. As Tom entered the dimly lit, plush lounge. It's a stress reliever and sometimes I take it a little far cause I really get into it. Some guys get scared by my muscles now, but that's ok. I'm not really looking these days, I've been burnt too many times by too many assholes. So I just go to work, work out, and keep to myself. I'm actually pretty happy but there's this one guy at the gym who keeps stealing glances at me. I can't figure out if he likes me or if he's scared of me, but the gym is often empty when we're both there so I decided.