Free The Instructor by Terry Towers

snorted as she rolled her eyes at him.
    "You'll have to arrive a little later then me. Once I'm dressed I'll leave and perhaps you can wait twenty minutes before leaving yourself." Tugging his jeans up over his hips Tony began to zip them up as he continued, "Most of the guys won't notice, but just to be on the safe side..."
    "All right," Faith nodded her agreement.
    Tony was striding over to Faith as she pulled a plain black, form-fitting t-shirt over her head. He gave her a quick, but passionate kiss, pulling her into his arms briefly. Her body was just beginning to hum when he released her and hurried out of the bedroom. Faith followed him to the door.
    "Remember, wait twenty minutes before leaving and I want to see you tonight." He stopped, his hand on the handle of the apartment door as he turned back to her. "If you want to see me that is?"
    "What do you think?" They shared a warm smile before Tony opened the door and disappeared into the hallway, closing the door with a slam behind him.
     
     
    ~*~*~*~
     
    Faith had done as instructed and left twenty minutes after he did. Despite that, when she stepped into the classroom at 10:30am all eyes were on her. The looks from the group of guys in what she was now referring to as the "trouble corner" were especially intense.
    "Nice of you to join us Miss Veates," Tony commented, raising an eyebrow up at her as she took her seat at the front. Tony was standing in front of a white screen giving a presentation on safety in the workplace.
    She narrowed her eyes at him, which caused a hint of a grin to form at the corners of his lips before his expression became firm again. Tony went back to his presentation. Despite their best efforts, Faith found her eyes catching Tony's a number of times during the lecture; their gazes would lock for a long, intense few seconds before they went back to what they were doing.
    Faith could feel a number of eyes on her. Could feel them burning a hole in her back. She turned several times to see there was always at least one from the "trouble corner" looking back and forth from her to Tony. She began to get a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach about it.
    The final task of the morning was the quiz. Tony instructed them all to stay in their seats until the entire class was finished. As usual Faith had no issues with the questions and was one of the first to be finished. Tony gathered the papers once the final student finished up and went back to his desk to slip them all into a folder.
    He pulled out a sheet of paper with a list of names on it from a different folder. He called the names of the majority of the trouble corner and several others in the class; roughly sixty percent of the class was on the list.
    "The names on the list I just called need to stay in class over the dinner hour and perhaps into the afternoon to redo last week's assignment. All the others are free to go for the day."
    Faith and several others gathered their belongings and stood to leave. The few who were dismissed almost made it to the door when they all stopped suddenly in their tracks.
    "Of course his girlfriend passed the assignment," a voice from the back of the room scoffed.
    The class went silent as all heads turned toward the voice. It was Jerome. He was leaning back in his chair, arms folded over his chest, glaring at Tony.
    Tony met the young man’s glare. "Perhaps if you spent more time doing your work properly and less time passing the blame to others you might actually pass this course."
    Jerome's face turned several shades of red. With a huff he gathered his belongings and stormed from the room, giving Tony a final glare as he made his exit. "This isn't over," he fumed, opening the door and slamming it behind him.
    "Does anyone else have an issue with how I teach or how I conduct myself in this class?" Tony asked, his arms folded across his chest as he glared at each and every face sitting in the room. Tony was visibly angry; it was the first time Faith had