The first time we met, James Dumont knocked me off my feet.
He’s sexy and smart, the classic good guy…Exactly what I want, and everything that I’ve ever dreamed of. The most perfect guy at Somerset High School.
He even makes sixth-period Geography interesting.
Everyone says that high school is tough. Fighting my attraction to James? That’s the hardest part, because this guy, my perfect match, the one who makes my heart overrule my head…
He’s my teacher.
What if the greatest lesson you could learn in school couldn’t be found in a book?
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Jodie Larson is a wife and mother to four beautiful girls, making their home in northern Minnesota along the shore of Lake Superior. When she isn’t running around to various activities or working her regular job, you can find her sitting in her favorite spot reading her new favorite book or camped out somewhere quiet trying to write her next manuscript. She’s addicted to reading (just ask her kids or husband) and loves talking books even more so with her friends. She’s also a lover of all things romance and happily ever afters, whether in movies or in books, as shown in her extensive collection of both.
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“You’re antagonizing me,” he says in a low, hushed tone.
Holy fuck. That voice. I start to tremble. Suddenly my little game doesn’t seem like a good idea anymore. I told myself I was going to forget this. But when I see him, I need to have his attention. It’s sick and wrong, but it feels more right than anything else I know.
I press my back against the opposite wall and bite my lip. “Yes,” I say honestly.
He pushes away from the wall and boxes me in with his arms. “That’s dangerous.”
“Are you trying to push me?”
His face is so close to mine. Those green eyes penetrate through the darkness, almost glowing in the muted light. My chest feels tight as it rises and falls with the shallow breaths I’m taking. God, he smells so good. My head feels light as his face gets closer to my ear.
“What do you want Britta? Do you want me to take you away from here? Or do you want me to leave you alone and continue on with what we agreed upon?” he asks in a raspy voice laced with desire. “Tell me.”
A chill runs up my spine as his nose makes contact with the skin just below my ear.
“You smell so good right here. This fragrance stays in my head each time I see you, making it all I can think about. Tell me. What do you want?”
I place my hands on his chest with the intention of pushing him away but finding myself unable to do so.
His soft, warm mouth finds mine before I can complete my sentence. My body spirals with need, wanting more than just this one kiss. I’m slowly becoming addicted to him as our lips move against each other, neither of us pushing it any further. Our boundaries are already blurred and anything more will only complicate things.
James leans against me; his forearms now flush against the wall. I feel dizzy with delight and the knowledge that this now confirms what I wanted to know.
He wants me too.