He's my teacher. I shouldn't be alone with him. But I can't help that he's irresistible.
"I like hearing you play," I said, moving toward him. He turned, in sync with my slow approach. He looked up at me but didn't say anything. I rested my clammy hand on the cold, slick body of the baby grand.
The muscles in his throat shifted, then he swallowed. "Eden."
My knees weakened, like a soft tickling kiss had just been blown against the backs of them.
"Is it okay?" I asked.
His gaze held mine like two hands joined. He understood what I was really asking. "Let me stay," I said.
"You're going to get me in trouble," he said.
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