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“I'm not going to say anything.”
“That's very unfair!” He twitched his lips like one of my pupils when he was getting into a tantrum.
“I don't want anyone commenting on it.”
“Commenting on what? That you're dating Thomas Lennox?”
“Shi!” I waved my hand to silence her. “I don't want anyone to hear this, not even the principal, and especially not the children.”
“As far as I know, it's not forbidden to date a student's father.”
“But it may be inappropriate.”
“So that's it! You're dating.”
“No!” I answered too quickly. “I mean, I don't know. It's complicated, Holly. I just don't want to hurt the girls with this story.” I crossed my arms as I looked at them. They were busy doing the activity and had no idea where the conversation with my coworker was going.
“You don't want to hurt them or yourself?”
“The three of us...”
“I wish I was dating that man.” She shook herself as if she was feeling hot.
“Holly.”
“Tell me if he's at least a good kisser.”
I remembered the kiss, the grip, the sex...God! I couldn't get wet at that time of day and in a room full of children.
“This is not the time for that kind of talk.”
“But...”
“Holly?” The principal appeared in the doorway, calling for the staff member.
“Yes, ma'am.” He pulled himself together and took on a more serious expression.
“Come here; I need your help.”
“Of course.” She walked past me and leaned over to comment quietly. “Our conversation isn't over.”
Of course, I wasn't going to go into details about my relationship with Thomas because even I didn't understand if there was anything between us after that night. Everything was cloudy and confusing. After what he had already done, I was too afraid of getting hurt, and at the same time, it was inevitable not to want him.
I did my best for the children, trying to focus on the lesson and the activities I had proposed for them during the day, but I couldn't stop thinking about him for a single moment. It was as if he had taken root in my mind, and I hoped it was just that.
Chapter twenty-six
I took out my cell phone and called the driver.
“Mr. Lennox.” It didn't take long for Mylon to answer.
“Where are you?”
“I've come to do some shopping that the maid asked me to do and as soon as I've delivered it to your apartment, I'm going to school to pick up the girls.”
“You don't have to go there today.”
“Oh!” He looked surprised. “Did something happen?”