Chapter 1
Zoe POV
“Oh s**t, Mr. Hudson, it’s not what it looks like,” I stammered out the words while my heart hammered away inside my chest so fiercely that I could feel every single beat pushing against my ribs and making my breath come in short, ragged bursts as I desperately yanked my skirt back down over my thighs where the fabric clung stubbornly to the damp sweat left behind from Jake’s rough hands groping me just moments before the classroom door flew open with a bang that made me jump.
There he was, Mr. Hudson, filling up the entire doorway with his tall, solid frame, his eyes locking onto me and Jake with this intense, narrowing glare that sent a cold wave of fear rushing through my veins while Jake fumbled awkwardly with his zipper, his face turning a deep shade of red as he
