Barely: A night with my principal

to touch her or harm her. Not a fucking

damsel in distress in wearing lacy, see-thr

r

, I've

ut about the fact that a mob boss just almost assaulted me, and the fact that m

he feeling of warmth, and protection, and safety is unlike anything I've felt in a long, long time. But then, there's another part to all of this. It's the part that had me step in

tale coffee. But Principal Kane is none of those things. To start with, he's freaking gorgeous, and I do mean jaw-droppingly, heart-stoppingly, fashion-model gorgeous. Strong, chiseled jaw covered with a

and fantasizing about Principal Kane

n tell you, there's nothing staunch, stuffy or shabby about him. And he smells wonderful. Like man. Like his co

my mask, knowing it was Colton Kane I was grinding on. Knowing it was his bulge I felt throbb

, and it matches the older brick and ivy aesthetic of the rest of the school. But I've never been inside here, and my eyes go wide as he effortlessly carries me through the go

nt to get

blanket tighter around me. He opens the big glass and iron shower and reaches in to turn the water

tig

oming back a minute later with some neatly fo

at before he unfolds a fuzzy pink, definitely girl-styled robe wit

daughter's birthday. She's obviously younger than you, but I

. "Thank you, Principal Kane," I say s

locking with mine and

pal Kane' for school and y

g through my cheeks.

stairs when you're done. And then we can figure this

th. I let it out in a rush, shivering and feeling a heat creep through me. I turn, lo

per growly older guy I've been crushing on for

to the shower, hot steam billows out and over me. The water is hot enough to make me gasp and then melt u

n for it, when suddenly, that feeling of faintness from before washes over me. I gasp, black spots

y vision. The door to the bathroom slams o

ry

ld burns in them as he takes one half second to drink me in before he tears his eyes away. He grabs the towel from th

rowning and rubbing the bump on the back of

," he says gently. "Coul

full of concern and tenderness, and I sw

ad. "Colton, you don't

do," h

dress shirt clings to him transparently, molding itself over every single inch of his muscled body and giving me a glimpse of tattoos on his chest and shoulders tha

other in silence, my heart racing and heat teasing

be out

g wet as he reaches for another towel to hang on the hook outside the shower door. He gl

onight. But mostly, what's happened with him. For a second, I allow myself another fantasy. I allow myself to image he didn't just leave the shower. And when I slide

l saw my ti

ll that teases through me. I bite my lip, feeling a pulse of heat pool between

r shit

h the super cozy towel before I pull on the clothes he left for me. I look in the steam-proof mirror and giggle at how ridiculous I look. The t-shirt is so bagg

, trying to make them look at least som

se. Instead, I pull my hair back as much as I can with a hair tie I've had around my wrist. I glance in the mirror again, blushing when I see how obvious my nipples are t

arried me up, back through the hous

your

ug of something hot in his hands, now wearing slightly ba

rd do they loo

mile, before I blush. "S

brow, and I

hing

owly. "Hey, nothing I

says it, like he's just

an you, Brynn, I just mean..."

not the first time

"Something

itting steaming on the big

some tea o

good," I s

me a mug before he steps

nk y

prob

or a second before

, Brynn. What that man was doing was exploi

y, shaking my head

t a game. Those guys meant s

ut if I go to the police, wh

, his arms foldin

rdo

I shake my head, aware of how stupid this sounds. "Look, my dad did bad things, but he's still my dad, you know?

ridiculous, given what's go

head. "No, I get it. I do

th. "So those guys b

never wanted anyone el

fine,

re dan

s quietly. "But I'm assuming th

e swears und

they'd come

no, but I know that's not true. Not when there's this kind

I'm no

ling in his chest as

ally mutters. "Yo

t jumping into m

ast not tonight, and not until we figu

breaks, and I cring

ave a guest

ly as I nod, ou

on, I-I don't w

can take care of myself. And you." He nods. "Y

through my core as I rake

on't want t

at's final. You're staying here,

e as warm or as excited a