“I heard asked at my back. I resisted the urge to shudder. “Yes,” I mumbled, shoving papers into my bag to grade. On top of being the girls’ volleyball coach, I was also teaching health for two periods. Which meant grading a lot of papers. If I had my choice, I would give an attendance grade seeing as I wasn’t sure anyone ever really paid attention in health class. Hell, the most action I’d gotten from my students all semester was the day we had our CPR course. “You’re di...lly-dallying,” Casten growled. I turned around, bag in one hand and papers in the other, and glared. “What makes you think that I don’t have a fuckin’ reason for doing what I do?” I growled. He held up his hands. “Down tiger,” he said soothingly, although his eyes flashed, telling a different story.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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