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just the distraction she’d needed, then who had flattened the kid, but John. He was big and efficient, and yeah, the primitive part of her brain had really liked seeing someone stop a kid from mouthing off to her. But this was John and he had put Charlie on the floor .
    “Don’t ever do that again,” she said, anger making her voice vibrate.
    “What? I was helping.”
    “Helping?” she all but squeaked. “Let’s set aside the fact that you can’t touch a kid. Damn it, John, you could be brought up on charges.”
    “But I didn’t touch him. Not…you know, in a bad way.”
    She gaped at him. Didn’t he understand anything? “This isn’t a military installation. You’re not an MP here.”
    John stared at her like she’d lost her mind, and maybe she had. God, he was a powerful man. Tall, broad, and with muscles to spare, all nicely revealed by his tight Air Force tee. Light brown hair cropped close, intense brown eyes, an angular jaw just like on every dark superhero, and all of it added up to—sexy-as-hell. And damn it, she couldn’t think with him standing there like that.
    “Alea, I was just trying to help.”
    “By bursting in? By not trusting me to handle the situation on my own?”
    His hands rolled open in a WTF motion. “Charlie was threatening you.”
    “He was not.” She took a deep breath. “Well, okay, maybe he was but only technically.”
    “And he could technically split open your gut.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Do you even hear yourself? Split open my gut? This isn’t a war zone. It’s high school.”
    “So no kid carries a switchblade.” Before she could answer, he pulled out a blade and flicked the switch. A very long, very lethal-looking knife appeared. God, the snick even sounded evil.
    “Where did you get that?”
    “Charlie’s back pocket.”
    She stared at him, her mind reeling. Charlie had been carrying a blade? That blade? She sighed. Well, of course Charlie carried a weapon. She didn’t like it, but most of these kids felt the need to arm themselves. They didn’t live in the safest neighborhoods.
    “He wasn’t going to use that on me,” she said, and it sounded lame even to her own ears.
    “No one carries a weapon unless they intend to use it.”
    “Tons of kids carry weapons they never use. And it doesn’t matter. Charlie wasn’t going to attack me.”
    “You know that how?” His every cell seemed to challenge her statement. Then he made it worse by crossing his arms. He was standing there with his legs spread, his expression irritatingly calm. By crossing his arms, his muscles bulged, his eyes flattened, and she imagined him chewing out a raw recruit with just that kind of look.
    She was almost intimidated. Almost. But she wasn’t a raw recruit, and he was standing in her classroom.
    “Because I’ve been doing this job for years. Because I know these kids, Charlie especially. They have their pride and the boys need to posture a bit before they get to where they need to be.”
    “And if he postured while using his knife?”
    God, she wanted to shake him. “He wasn’t going to use it,” she said firmly. Loudly. “And even if he did, I can defend myself.”
    She should have known what he was going to do. He was a guy, after all, and it didn’t matter what the age, they all needed to prove themselves. Why use words when actions were so much more effective?
    But she didn’t see it coming and she wasn’t prepared. He leaped on her as if by magic. He spun her around, pinned her backside against his front and caught her throat with his forearm. He didn’t choke her. Hell, he wasn’t even pressing hard, but against his six foot three frame and all those muscles? She couldn’t move an inch.
    “I could have stabbed you a dozen times by now, each one lethal.”
    His breath was hot against her ear and her whole backside felt like it was going up in flame. He was so big, and she just went liquid. She had visions of him bending her over her desk right now,