“Umm, history and biochemistry. Why?” she asked, wondering where he was going with this.
“Are you allowed to take on a full-time teaching position during your sabbatical?” he demanded as he made his way up his front steps and carried her inside.
“Yes,” Joey said only to frown when he followed that up with, “Do you have a criminal record?”
“Not that I’m aware of,” she said, absently noting that he had a really nice ass.
She was a sucker for a nice ass, she thought, biting back a wistful sigh as she forced herself to focus. “Why are you interrogating me?” she couldn’t help but ask as he set her down on her feet.
“I can fit you in, in about an hour. Get dressed and bring your resume,” Reed said absently as he pulled his phone out of his back pocket while she stood there, wondering where the grey kitten currently attaching itself to his leg came from.
“Any questions?” Reed asked as he reached down and pulled the kitten off his leg and handed it to her.
“One or two,” she murmured absently.
“Don’t be late,” he said, throwing the kitten in her arms one last glare before he left, leaving her standing there, not really sure what just happened.
Chapter 15
“I don’t believe that I should say anything until I’ve had a chance to speak with my lawyer,” the little deviant said with a sniff as she folded her arms over her chest only to quickly rethink her decision when Aaron, her uncle, a firefighter, and a man that Reed had gone to school with, leveled a glare on her.
Noticeably swallowing, Jen sat up straighter in her chair, cleared her throat and said, “I believe I’ll wave my rights to legal counsel at this time.”
“That’s really considerate of you,” Reed drawled as he sat back in his chair and waited.
“Start talking,” Aaron said, leveling a glare on his niece that had her shooting Reed a pleading look that wasn’t going to work.
Not this time.
“She’s failing,” Reed said as he glanced to his left in time to see Joey walk in, carrying two large brown paper bags with “John’s Deli” stamped on them. As he sat there, watching her, he couldn’t help but note the adorable shy smile on her face as she walked up to the front desk to check in, the way that her “I love 3.1415” shirt hugged every devastating curve of the large breasts filling out her shirt, the generous curve of her ass as she turned around, and—
He realized with disgust that he was checking out his best friend’s little sister.
“That’s interesting because her mother told me that she made the honor roll,” Aaron murmured as Jen tried for a hopeful smile only to wince when she caught the murderous glare that her uncle was sending her way and settled for sitting there, staring down at her hands.
“She’s also setting a record for detention,” he said, glancing back up in time to see Joey take a seat in the waiting area..
“Two years in a row,” Jen said, nodding solemnly before clearing her throat and suggesting, “Shouldn’t we wait for my mother?”
“We probably should,” Aaron murmured in agreement before adding, “except that someone took it upon themselves to send her a text and told her that she didn’t need to come today.”
Shaking her head with a heavy sigh, Jen asked, “Who would do such a thing?”
“Go to class, Jen,” Reed said, deciding that it was time to stop playing games.
“But-” Jen said with a hopeful expression that turned defeated when her uncle gestured for her to move her ass. With a pitiful sigh and a grumbled, “Damn it,” she reluctantly left.
“What needs to happen?” Aaron asked as soon as she was gone.
“Besides getting her grades up, she needs to stay out of trouble,” Reed said absently as he watched Jen reluctantly walk off toward what he hoped was her class before his attention shifted back to Joey. As he watched her walk over to the sitting area and sat down, he couldn’t help but wonder what the hell she was looking at.
“Any suggestions?” Aaron asked, drawing his attention back to the problem of the little pain in the ass that probably wasn’t going to make it to the twelfth grade.
“As of right now, she has detention for the rest of the year and is banned from all extracurricular activities, dances, and field trips. I suggest that we use that time to help bring her grades up. The problem is going to be keeping her out of trouble, because with the way that she’s going it’s only a matter of time before the choice is out of my hands and she’s going to find herself expelled,” he explained, glancing back at the window to find Joey bending over and…
What the hell was she looking at?
“I think it’s time that I had another talk with her mother.”
“I don’t think that’s going to help,” Reed said absently, as he watched Joey sit back up with a frown, look around the sitting area only to lean back over and look at the table the PTA kept well stocked with flyers and brochures covering all the school-sponsored activities for the year.
“She’s not going to have much of a choice this time,” Aaron said, sounding distracted as Reed sat there watching as Joey quickly made her way across the room and-
“What the hell is she doing?” Aaron asked as Reed stood up, sighing heavily as he went to find out.
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Well, that’s something you don’t see every day, Joey thought as she leaned over to place the large bags of food on the dull marble floor that hadn’t changed all that much since she went to school here only to sit back up and look around the large lobby to see if anyone else had noticed the kid hiding beneath the table yet.
The woman sitting next to her continued staring down at her phone while the teenage girls sitting to her right looked completely bored. Wondering if she’d just imagined it, she leaned back down and took another look, only to sigh when the kid pulled his feet further back so that he was completely hidden by the black tablecloth. A look down at her watch told her that whoever was hiding under that table was probably missing lunch.
“Principal Bradford will be a little while longer,” one of the secretaries told the woman sitting next to her.
With a nod and a murmured, “Thank you,” she returned her attention to her phone as Joey threw her backpack back over her shoulder and grabbed the bags of food she’d brought with her to entice Reed into keeping her presence a secret a little while longer. At least, until she figured out how she was going to tell Jackson without him freaking out. Without a word, she walked over to the table, raised the tablecloth and thanks to years of fleeing angry mobs, was under the table with the black tablecloth back in place in under five seconds flat.
The kid hugging his knees didn’t say a word as he continued sitting there, staring down at his feet as he absently rocked back and forth, periodically reaching up to dry his eyes with the backs of his hands and looking completely lost. It was a scene that she was painfully familiar with, she thought as she pulled her legs closer and got comfortable. Once she was settled, she reached into the bag next to her and pulled two sodas out, placing one by her side and the other one next to him. She did the same with the sandwiches and chips, all without saying a word.