Teach Me (Love Me) - By Alla Kar Page 0,3

phone playing Carry On by Fun started blaring through his apartment. Matt’s name crossed the screen as I heard footsteps outside. Damn it.

“You need to take that?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow.

I nodded. “Yeah, I actually need to go. Thanks so much Liam. It was so nice to meet you.” Literally.

He smiled, waving me off. “No problem. Sorry about the wrist. It should get better.” He walked me to the door, opened it and leaned against the frame.

“Thanks again Liam. I--,”

“What in the hell?” I heard from behind me. Matt was standing at our door, mouth ajar, baseball pants on, muscle shirt and cleats. His black hair was messy underneath his backwards UAM baseball hat. “What are you doing, Sarah?”

My faced began to heat as Matt glanced over at Liam, who was cocking an eyebrow and smiling. Stop that. Not to mention he was half-dressed. “Um…I…”

Liam laughed. “She tripped over my dog and scratched her arm. I offered to fix it. No worries.”

Matt narrowed his eyes and cracked his neck. Matt was muscular, but more of weight-lifting than hard work. His blue eyes were what drew me to him at first, not to mention his sexy smile. “Well, ya finished, Sarah? I’d like to eat sometime tonight.”

He is mad. I glanced back over at Liam who winked and smiled. “Nice to meet you both. See ya around.” He shut the door and I felt my stomach shrink.

“Sarah,” Matt said, gesturing toward the door. “What was that about?”

I shook my head. “Nothing….he told you he just helped me.” I walked passed him and unlocked the door. Zeus started attacking his feet and he grumbled underneath his breath.

“Damn it, dog. Get off of me.” Matt took off his shirt, his cleats and his hat. “I’m gonna jump in the shower really quick. Got anything to eat?”

I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Matt wasn’t a bad guy, just jealous. He was raised in a man bring homes the money and women cook kind of family. I wasn’t. He was kind, gentle and kissed really good. He always remembered our anniversary and my birthday. He took me out, but he was obviously stubborn and jealous at times. But, I loved him. “Sure.”

Chapter Two

Liam

“Shit,” I mumbled tugging at my shorts. The fabric had grown too tight under my massively huge erection. I rolled my eyes and glanced down at Layla. “Could I have been more embarrassing?” She rolled over on her back, begging for me to rub her belly. I bent over and rubbed her a few times before going to the living room.

Sarah’s little cheer shorts were just too small, not to mention the swell of her breast in that small tank top. I slammed my opened palm against my forehead. “Way to go, Liam.” I sat down in my recliner and turned on the TV. I had too much unpacking to do, and I didn’t want to think about it. New Orleans is only around five hours from Monticello, but it felt like eternity. When I was offered the job at UAM, I knew I needed to take it. I had to get out of my home town. Monticello isn’t big at all, but it had a southern feel to it that I liked. Now, I’m thinking it was a good investment.

I shook my head and leaned back further into the chair. I shouldn’t even be worried about her. Her boyfriend was standing right there, angry and I couldn’t blame him. I had his girlfriend in my apartment. Not that anything happened, but it did look bad. Plus, I was checking out her ass when he started getting hostile. What was with him anyway? Was he a student? He looked way younger than her, and looked like he played for UAM. Maybe she doesn’t work at the college?

I rubbed Layla’s head and turned up the volume. All I need is some sleep. My phone beeped as soon as I closed my eyes. My mother’s name displayed across the screen. Great. “Hi, Momma.”

“Why didn’t you call me when you made it, son? I was worried sick. There was this wreck on the I-40, I thought you were in it.”

I rolled my eyes. “Mom, calm down. I took Layla for a run. I’ve had a long day.”

“Your dad is working,” she said. I knew what she meant by that. I knew she meant that was the reason he wasn’t waiting for my call. But, it wasn’t. It was because he didn’t want me