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with them.”
     
    “As long as the women know where they stand, Taylor.”
     
    “What do you know about the new schoolteacher?”
     
    “Gemma? She moved here a little over two weeks ago. Apparently, she was thrown from her last three homes, once the towns found out what she was. You’re not trying to sleep with this young woman are you?”
     
    “I tried to, but she wasn’t having any of it. She says she wants to be wined and dined, but I’ve never done that. I’m more of a player than a person to date.”
     
    “Well, if you really want to get Gemma in your bed you need to show her that you’re different. Prove to her that you’re a good man.” Betsy reached over and patted his knee, her wrinkled face screwing up into a smile.
     
    “I’ll give it a go, Betsy.” Taylor kissed her cheek before heading back out the police car. He still had eight hours on the clock and he was hoping in that time he would be able to think of a way to show Gemma that he was a good man.
     
    ****
     
    Gemma lifted her bags from the car and hoisted them over her shoulder the next morning. It was her first day teaching the older children. While she was nervous, she was also excited to try something new. She’d never taught teenagers, but was told that they were an easy bunch.
     
    “Gemma!”
     
    Gemma turned and squinted into the bright morning sunlight to see Taylor standing off to one side, a bag in his left hand.
     
    “What are you doing here?”
     
    “I bought you breakfast.” Taylor jogged across the parking lot and opened the bag, a smirk on his face. Gemma peaked into the bag and smiled back up at him before motioning with her head for him to follow her. Once they were both in the staff room, they sat down on the sofa and Gemma pulled a bear claw doughnut from the bag, licking her lips happily.
     
    “Why bring me breakfast?” Gemma asked, as she took a bite of the sticky, sweet pastry.
     
    “I thought you might be hungry. I could hear your stomach growling yesterday afternoon.” Taylor grinned before stuffing a whole donut in his mouth and winking at her. Gemma couldn’t help but laugh at the childish action.
     
    Once Taylor swallowed the doughnut, he took a sip of his coffee and cleared his throat. “Let me take you out to dinner.”
     
    “I knew there was an ulterior motive behind breakfast.”
     
    “Not really. If you say no, then I’ll bring you breakfast tomorrow, too.”  Taylor shrugged and reclined on the chair, his coffee cup held loosely in between his fingers.
     
    “Why are you interested in me?”
     
    “You’re new in town and I want to show you around. Am I not allowed to be friendly?”
     
    “You admitted that you want to sleep with me.”
     
    “I still want to show you the town. Allow me to do that and I promise I will make no advances on you unless you allow it.” Taylor placed the cup on the table before scribbling his number down on a piece of paper and handing it to her.
     
    “If you decide you want to see the town, then call me. If not, I’ll see you tomorrow morning with breakfast.” Taylor stood up, tossed the trash away, and left the school building a few moments before the rest of the staff headed into the staff room.
     
    Gemma must have looked at that piece of paper at least thirty times that day. She contemplated whether she was going to take Taylor up on his offer or see if he would actually deliver her breakfast tomorrow morning.
     
    “Miss Drake? I need your help.” Gemma snapped out of her haze and turned back to the classroom. She was expecting the teenagers to be grumpy or hard to deal with, but they kept their heads down and studied quietly.
     
    “What’s wrong?” Gemma knelt beside a red-headed teenage girl and rested her arms on the table.
     
    “We are studying history and I need to know about the Battle of Hastings.”
     
    “Well, if you go to the library, I know there are plenty of books about Hastings. Tell Miss Everton that you’re