Free vittanos willow by Aliyah Burke

strip naked and have him touch
    me. Snapping herself out of one hell of a daydream, she went around
    setting up items at each lab station that were to be used today.

    At the end of school, Osten was there to walk CJ out after she
    locked her room up. As they were heading down the hall, Abigail was
    heading towards them. He noticed CJ clench her jaw instinctively
    before relaxing and pasting a smile on her face.

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    “Osten,” Abigail spoke in her high voice. “I’ve been looking for
    you.”
    “I bet you have,” CJ hissed under her breath. Louder, she said,
    “Hello, Abigail.”
    “Oh, hi, CJ. I almost didn’t see you there,” the blonde woman
    sniped.
    Osten fought not to laugh at CJ’s comment. “What can I do for
    you, Ms. Riley?’ he asked in a very professional tone.
    “Please,” she cooed. “Call me Abigail, or Abby.” One hand
    reached out to rest on his arm.
    Groaning softly, CJ stepped around them. “I hope you two have
    a nice evening.” Then she headed at a brisk pace toward the front door.
    Osten kept his face emotionless as he turned his unwilling attention on
    the woman before him.
    By the time he finally made his way out of the school, he was in
    a mood. He had such great plans to spend the evening with CJ and now
    he didn’t even have a chance to ask her before she left.
    Biting back a curse, he stopped in his tracks and his eyes wi-
    dened in surprise. Her vehicle was still in the parking lot. But where
    was she? Osten’s gaze looked around the lot without success.
    A shout from the football field jerked his attention in that direc-
    tion. Would she watch a football practice? His eyes drifted over to the track
    and as he saw a figure moving around it, he headed in that direction.
    Osten stopped at the fence. Before him was a work of art. Chan-
    toya jogged around the track. Her pace was even and steady. He took in
    her black running pants and white shirt.
    “She can wear anything and it affects me. Damn, she’s hot.” His
    gaze followed her around until he got a funny feeling. Something
    wasn’t right. Osten shifted from boyfriend material to hardened SEAL
    in less than a second.
    A calculating set of eyes moved over his surroundings. He
    didn’t see anything, but he never doubted that feeling in his gut.
    Movement towards the commentator’s box in the bleachers caught his
    attention.
    Marvin. He was up in the box and watching CJ as she moved
    around the track. Rage filled his compact body. Osten hated the fact this
    other teacher was ogling a woman working out. It was only made
    worse by the fact she was his woman.
    Osten knew the moment he had been spotted, for Marvin quick-
    ly left the shelter of the box, heading off towards the football field. A

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    vibration from his cell phone jarred his attention and soon he was
    leaving school property.
    The rest of the week flew by with amazing speed. Osten really
    had no free time to spend with CJ, but he did manage to find time for a
    kiss.
    Abigail continued to make her presence known; and regardless
    of how he felt, Osten behaved. Required to be a gentleman, especially
    when in uniform, Osten tolerated it. He was worried CJ would think he
    was interested in Abigail. However, she always accepted his kiss and
    then went on with her day as if it were unimportant to her.

    Friday morning, CJ was dressed in hiking boots, dark-blue jeans,
    and a plain charcoal-gray sweatshirt. Over all that, she had a leather
    jacket. She strode into the school holding a cup of coffee.
    In the hallway she met a few other teachers and exchanged
    greetings with them before heading toward her room. She stashed her
    personal items and began preparing her lab for the first class of the day.

    Climbing out of his car, Osten tugged his pea coat even tighter
    around him. “I’m so glad this is my last day,” he muttered as he headed
    for the front door. “I love being near CJ, but damn, I could use some
    action.”
    As he got