Page 2 of Bend Me Over

Not going to lie, I’m looking forward to the break. I could use some time to myself to just relax and recharge.

What I’m not looking forward to is Christmas supper. Don’t get me wrong, I love my Mom and stepdad. They’re great people. They just can be a lot.

And with Trenton and Max coming back, I know all the attention will be on them. Normally, I couldn’t care less. It’s something I’m used to.

But I’d just like to enjoy Christmas and not have it overshadowed.

I want to bake cookies with Mom, not have her distracted asking the guys a million different questions.

And I want to sit and watch movies without Mom pausing it to ask Trenton something.

I know it’s going to happen, they haven’t seen my stepbrother in three years aside from the occasional video call.

Can’t blame the guys. They’ve been busy with touring and recording albums. It’s like as soon as one ends, another begins.

I couldn’t imagine living that kind of hectic life.

I like my little life I’ve built.

My job is great, I love teaching, molding young minds.

Although, it’s not always easy.

I’m the youngest teacher in this school, starting here fresh out of college. For the past six years, I’ve been dealing with not only the teachers hitting on me, but the students as well.

Nothing is more awkward than coming to school to do my job and having a newly presented Alpha student trying to hit on me.

It’s like they think just because I'm an Omega, the fact that I’m older and their teacher doesn’t matter.

It’s the biggest reason why I’ve started wearing scent blockers. The last thing I need is to accidentally find out I’m scent matched to one of my students.

I shudder at the thought.

It’s not easy, it comes with its hardships and sometimes I go home crying, wondering if I made the right career choice.

But when I come into work, see the smiles on my student’s faces when they learn something new and are proud of themselves for succeeding, it makes it all worth it.

I just wish I didn’t have to keep coming home to an empty house.

A knock at the door catches my attention and I bite back a groan when I see who it is.

“Hey, Gia.”

“Hi, Ed.” I do my best to give him a polite smile, but he’s the last person I want to see today.

“So. Any plans for the Christmas break?” He shoves his hands into his pockets, leaning against the doorway.

Great, he’s blocking me in. Lovely.

“Yup.” I smile wide, gathering my things, hoping he takes the hint that I’m getting ready to leave.

“Oh, yeah? Like what?”

“The usual Christmas things.” I don’t look his way when I answer, shoving my laptop into its bag.

“Are you going to the Christmas lightup?”

Damn it, I knew he was going to ask that.