Page 24 of Troublemaker: The Big Picture Edition

Miss Stiles is about to get schooled, Vega-style.

CHAPTER 9

EMILIA

Fuck you, Brent.

What kind of asshole sends his ex a text at two thirty in the afternoon after a month of radio silence and writes:I miss you.

Seriously.

What am I supposed to do with that?

I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do with that.

I’m going to finish this leftover sugarless, gluten-free cake from Poppy’s birthday party before Ryder’s dad shows up.

I was already a mess because I kept tossing and turning all night. And I’ve been pounding coffee all day. I need to be on my A-game for Mr. Vega. I don’t know why he rubs me the wrong way, but he does. I need to show him who’s boss in this classroom.

I need to show Brent who’s boss in my brain.

Okay, I need to show myself who’s boss in my brain.

And I need a glass of milk to go with this cake.

Shit!

And my water bottle’s empty. I’m going to have to drink the tap water from the classroom sink because I don’t have time to go to the teachers’ lounge. Ryder should be back with his dad anyminute. I swallow the last bite of cake while filling up my water bottle and then knock back a big gulp of it…and start choking. And spewing water all over my blouse.

My white blouse.

All over my general boob area.

So that’s fantastic.

The one day I don’t wear a cardigan to school.

Now I have to dry off my general boob area before…

“Miss Stiles?”

That fucking sexy voice that I couldn’t get out of my head last night.

I stop swearing and dabbing at my boob with the paper towel before slowly turning around to find a tall, handsome man with dark wavy hair, honey-colored skin, beautiful brown eyes, and a full mouth that I want to kiss for days.

Alefuckingjandro.

What is my sexy stranger doing in my classroom?

Am I hallucinating from too much caffeine?

Why does that smirk make me want to slap him?

Why is he looking at me like he wants to spank me and then kiss me?

Why do I want him to?

“Alejandro?” I can barely speak above a whisper.