the
bottom difficult. Robyn hurtled forwards, out of control, hit the
doorframe to the staffroom, split the bag and dropped last night’s marking all
over the staffroom floor.
“Morning,
Miss Darrow.” The sound of the Head Teacher’s voice filled her ears as
she stepped into the room. The baritone came from in front of her and was
heavily accented with displeasure. She looked up, red faced and
dishevelled, to see not only the Head Teacher staring at her, but the entire
staff.
Crouching
to pick up the books, which lay strewn across the carpeted staff room floor,
Robyn kept her concentration on the task at hand as the Head continued with the
meeting. When she noticed black shoes stroll over to help, she didn’t
bother to look up. She didn’t even bother to look when her saviour
dropped to a crouch next to her and proceeded to sweep up a large pile of books
and then hand them to her. Grateful, and desperate to get off the floor
as quickly as possible, Robyn reached for the outstretched hand.
Their
skin touched as Robyn’s fingers curled around the offered pile and her reaction
was immediate. Warmth flowed freely into her hand. Tickling its way
up her digits, swirling and encompassing her tissues, she was drawn towards him
like a moth to a flame. In an instant her self-possession melted away and
she was just a junkie trying to get a longer fix. She was no longer in
control.
Shock,
desire, addiction, all had her look up. She caught sight of those unusual
eyes and through the haze that settled over her brain she thought she saw the
luxurious eyes appear to self-illuminate. Andrew Obursen’s deep set eyes were framed by thick lashes, black just like his hair.
Robyn stilled as those eyes widened. Her heart sped up.
Andrew
let go of the books abruptly, and the warmth started to disperse but she didn’t
tear her gaze away.
“
. . and I have asked for Heads of Department to take
in a sample of exercise books this week to check that the new assessment policy
is being adhered to.” The Head’s voice broke through the spell and Robyn
blinked.
“Thank
you.” Robyn managed as she clutched the books to her chest, a small
grateful smile curling her lips.
“You’re
welcome.” His lips were set in a tight line as if he forced himself to
speak. The deep gravitas of his voice sounded no friendlier than when he
had stopped next to her at the roadside. Did he always have to sound so
displeased with her?
Andrew
stood from his crouch but remained at Robyn’s side as she gathered the
remaining books into a neat pile. Still her heart beat furiously and she hated
that his mere presence affected her so much. She didn’t even like the
man.
When
Robyn eventually stood, pulling her jacket down at the hem, Andrew stood stiff
and emotionally apart beside her. She glanced up, but only got a
distinctly aloof downwards glance in return. His standoffishness should
have assured her, but even as she stood next to a man that she had no interest
in, especially after last week’s encounter in the rain, her body responded to
his proximity as if he was a river in the dessert. And for all the action
she’d seen in the last few months, he may well have been.
Pulling
her eyes from Andrew in absolute disgust at her own traitorous body, Robyn
cautiously flicked a glance around the room and was amazed to find that
everyone was focused on the Head, who was now giving a review of last week’s
games fixtures against their rival schools. Her heart began to regain its
normal rhythm, until she saw Kat.
Listening
to the girl’s netball team prowess, as the Head rattled off yet another victory
for the squad, Robyn would have expected Kat to be bathing somewhat in the
glory. Instead, she stood in front of the pigeon holes glaring at Robyn
in anger. At first, Robyn didn’t understand, but then she observed the
hurt in Kat’s eyes.
Robyn
stepped away from Andrew, knowing that Kat had misconstrued
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