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two cohorts.   “Listen, I really wanted to apologize for the way we acted the other day
in the library.   We good?”   I smiled coolly at the boy.   “Yes, as long as you don’t disrupt the
library again, we’re good.” He seemed nervous, sticking his hands in his
pockets and looking down at his shoes.   “So...um...Ms. Mac, we’re...um...having this party at our house tonight
and... um ...I...I mean we were wondering if you’d like to come?”
    Oh.   My.   God!   Is he asking me out on a
date?   I had to admit, at least to myself, I was a
little flattered.   I mean, after all,
this was a younger man…boy… you get the
point .   Next to me, I felt Grant go
stiff.   He reached out and wrapped one of
his long arms around my waist and pulled me closer, tucking me under his arm
while scowling at the three frat boys in front of us.   Is
Grant jealous?   The leader of the
trio of frat boys, looked from me to Grant.   “Oh…I guess you can come, too, Mr. Thomas, if you want.”   How could I let this poor boy down
gently?   “Um…Trent, right?”   He grinned like a kid on Christmas morning
just because I remembered his name.   Oh, geez .   “I…we…kind of have plans tonight but
I…we…really appreciate the invitation.”   I glanced around.   “I’m sure there
are quite a few girls who would love to come to your party.”   Trent shrugged and hung his head for a moment
before looking up at me.   “Yeah, well, if
you change your mind, we’re the yellow house in the next block over.”   “Okay, thanks.”   Grant patted me on my ample hip.   Meeting Trent’s eyes, he said, “Well, we really
should finish our shopping and head on home.   You fellows have a safe party.”
    Grant took my hand and we walked away, pushing
the cart.   “Okay, that’s was incredibly
awkward.”   I couldn’t help but snicker at
his dry tone.   “Well, that’s a first for
me.   I’ve never actually been asked to a
frat party before.”   He looked surprised.   “Seriously?   Not even when we were in college?”   “Nope.   I guess I just wasn’t
appealing to the frat boys our age.”   He
grinned.   “Nah.   They were all idiots or blind.”   “Aww…” I teased.   “You’re so sweet.”   His face suddenly got serious and there was…something…in
his eyes when he gazed down at me.   “Meri… oh crap! ”   Grant got a nervous look on his face as he
looked over my shoulder.   “Your little
stalker sees us, doesn’t she?”   “Yep,” he
muttered.   “And she’s headed this
way.”   “Oh crap.”   “Exactly.”   I stepped closer to him, my hands gripping the front of his shirt.   “Let me handle this, okay?”   “What?”   He looked confused.   “Just follow
my lead.”   “O…okay.”
    “Mr. Thomas.   Grant?”   I heard a young, breathy,
little girl voice behind me.   Grabbing
the front of Grant’s shirt tighter, I pulled his head down to mine and plastered
his mouth against mine.   I felt him
stiffen before he wrapped those long, muscular arms around me.   Suddenly, what started as a kiss meant to
deter Grant’s student became something so much more.   In the blink of an eye, Grant took over, his
mouth slanting hard over mine.   His hands
slid down my back before gripping my more-than-a-handful bottom, pulling me
tight against the hard ridge between his legs.   I gasped and his tongue slipped between my lips.   I opened wider and allowed my tongue to glide
seductively over his.   His tongue ran
over my front teeth before dancing with my tongue.   He pulled back, sipping at my upper lip and
then the lower before slowly ending the kiss.
    Stunned, I stared up into Grant’s equally
stunned eyes.   Whoa!   What just happened?   A couple
of teenagers walked past us, one of them muttering, “Geez, man, get a
room.”   I felt my face flaming red and
the tips of Grant’s ears were pink.   Clearing my throat, I stepped back