Teach Me (Love Me) - By Alla Kar Page 0,1

perfectly plucked and I regretted not letting him do mine. Why does he look prettier than me?

I laughed. “Next door? Who?”

He shrugged. “Have no idea but he is a freaking hottie.” He pretended to shiver and stood up. “You girls need to check him out when you get the chance. But, I guess I’ll go ahead and go to work. See you two tonight.” He grabbed his ‘man purse’ and walked out of the door. I told him to stop carrying that thing. This was Arkansas and not too accepting of homosexuals. But, he said he was sticking to the man. I admired him.

“So, new hottie next door,” Jamie said, a Cheshire cat like smile crawling up her jaw. She started to run her fingers through her brown hair.

I rolled my eyes. “Didn’t you just call me up to the school to pick up the pieces of last night? Why would you want to throw yourself at another guy so quickly?”

She narrowed her eyes. “Tell me what you really think, Sarah,” she said, her lips pressed into a tight lipped grin.

“Just saying,” I said.

“Well,” she stood up, adjusting her shorts. “I’m going to go home. I have some homework.” She walked out of the door and slammed it.

I sighed. Jamie could be such a drama queen. She never did homework either. I walked to the master bedroom and pulled my blonde hair into a high bun. Dark circles were under my eyes, from staying up with Matt. He was a night owl and wanted to watch movies all night. That’s hardly true. He wanted to do other things all night. I wasn’t a virgin when I got with Matt but I hadn’t had that much experience. After several months, he took it into his own hands to experience me. He has been around the block a few times, but it’s hard to find one that hasn’t these days. Since Matt spent a lot of his nights at my house, instead of his dorm room, I didn’t get much sleep.

I pulled out my notes and started studying the different places in Africa. I watched the ID channel while studying and munched on some Chex Mex. This was the calmest part of my day, when no one was here but me.

A couple of hours later Zeus started barking at me. He had to go. It was eight, and Matt and Cody would both be back around ten-ish. I slipped on a pair of old HHS cheer shorts, a tank top and my UGG boots.

The fresh Arkansas air was cool against my skin. The crickets chirped as I walked down the stairs with Zeus. He pulled with all his four pounds toward the back of the apartments close to the woods. “Hold on, goober,” I said, rounding the corner. I took the last step and tripped over something large. “Shit,” I yelled out, fumbling to the ground. The rocks crunched underneath me and my wrist started to burn. Ouch.

“Oh my, God. I’m so sorry,” someone said in a true southern accent, from the darkness.

I fumbled around, waiting for the motion lights to come on. When they did, I saw a man staring down at me, hand outstretched. Holy Fucktarts. My stomach tightened as I glanced up at him. His outstretched arm acquired long, lean muscles, and tattoos covering from his wrist to the top of his shoulder. Oh shit, he doesn’t have a shirt on. I stumbled around trying to find words. He furrowed his dark brows, his full lips parting. “Are you okay?” he asked, his southern drawl dark and sexy. I used to hate how I talked, and hated the country guys I grew up around. But this was different, this made my insides heat. He tilted his head to the side, and I noticed his scruffy face. He hadn’t looked like he’d shaved in a while. It was sexy.

“I’m fine,” I finally said, taking his hand. It was calloused, warm and strong. The muscles in his arm contracted when he helped me up from the ground. His dark gray eyes were searching my body. I was sure it was because I had fallen, but it made my most personal place warm at the thought. “What the…” I trailed off, looking at the massive chocolate lab standing at my feet. His tongue flopping out, tail thumping against the ground.

“That’s Layla,” he said, a deep chuckle slipping from his throat. It felt like silk crashing over me.

“I didn’t see her, she must