Page 47 of Reckless Kisses
“But I’m eight years old.That means that you’re old, and so is Miss Amy.”
“That we are,” I agreed.
“Miss Amy is the best teacher,” she went on.“The best.”
“She likes being with you guys every day,” I offered.Amy probably knew the life story of every single one of these kids.It was just the type of person she was.“Miss Amy is a very good person, very nice.She’s one of the best people I know.”
That was exactly why I couldn’t fuck up our friendship, no matter how much I wanted Amy.
Damn it, I needed to get myself under control.I just had to shift my focus off her, that was it.After today, I wasn’t going to see her again until I cooled off.
“Talking me up, huh?”Amy said.
I looked over my shoulder.She was even more gorgeous than usual in this schoolteacher attire.Somehow, it fit her even better than her sexy dresses.
“Of course.Although these kids all love you.”
“We do,” some of them chorused.
Amy threw her thumb over her shoulder.“All right, that’s my high school group.Let’s join them.”
They’d all gathered under a huge tree in a corner of the courtyard.“That’s a good spot,” I said as we went in that direction.
“We picked one with shade.Although the sun really isn’t that hot today.”
We joined the high schoolers a few minutes later, and Amy moved next to me to address them.“Class, this is Knox Sterling.He’s a friend of mine.He’s very successful, as most of you know.Now, the little ones...”
“We’re not that little, Miss Amy,” one of the girls yelled.
“My other class,” she added with a smile, a few of the high schoolers chuckling, “is going to be here as well.Their PE teacher is sick, so we had to rearrange a few things.”Turning to me, she added, “All right, you can start.I suppose you’ll knock their socks off!”
I laughed and told her softly, “I’m going to knock your socks off, too, I promise.”
Her eyes widened, and her lips parted a little.She licked them, and I almost leaned forward.
What the hell is going on with me?There were two dozen kids watching us.I needed to keep that in mind at all times.
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Amy
Iwent straight tothe back of the group, leaving Knox front and center.I didn’t want to detract from him in any way.Besides, I wanted to position myself so that I could see everyone’s reaction.Knox had been so adorable with the elementary kids that I couldn’t wait for him to work his magic on the high schoolers.
“Right, that was quite an intro that Amy gave me.I was very happy when she told me about her idea and invited me here.When I was your age, I researched a lot of people working in the technical field, or just running successful businesses, wondering how they’d done it.At that time, my older brothers were setting up Sterling Investments.We didn’t know if it was going to work out or not.There was plenty of competition at that time, but we were determined to work hard.I knew early on that I wasn’t interested in becoming a finance major like my brothers.It just wasn’t my thing.”
“We all hate math, dude,” Carlos, one of my best students, said.His forte was in liberal arts subjects, not math, science, and the rest.
“You don’t have to be good at everything,” Knox went on.“Your best bet is to find what youaregood at and then get even better at it.As long as you excel at that one thing, you’ll find a way to be successful.When you’re the best at something, word gets around, trust me.”
He spoke without any trace of arrogance; he was simply stating his opinions and what worked for him and his career.And my high schoolers were drinking up every word.They never did that when teachers spoke to them about available careers.But I could totally understand why.If I spoke about someone’s career in medicine, I had no real understanding on the subject.I only knew the basics, like that you had to get good grades to go to med school.But someone working in that field, sharing their experience of what the job was about day in and day out, was a whole other thing.
“Right, I’ve said my part.Do you guys have questions?”Knox asked.
Immediately, half a dozen hands shot up in the air.Knox patiently replied to every question, even the silly ones.He was truly good at this.
“All right, anything else?”he asked after delivering the last answer.
“Can we learn to code as well?”Nina, my elementary student, asked without raising her hand.
