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a memory in his head. She flashed a smile at him and waved. Hesitating, he smiled slightly before leaving the club. Adam grumbled as he rounded up the other guys and they followed each other out. Some guys night out they had. He was sick of Kaitlin always ruining things when it came to Mitchell. She was like his puppet master, and Mitchell was damn sure Pinocchio.
     
     
     
     
                                                             Chapter Two
    Mitchell paced his office as his mind wandered. For the past three days, all he could think about was the gorgeous stripper who peaked his interest. Not only had she been beautiful, she had made him feel like no other woman had. The kissed they shared lingered on him and he tried to experiment with Kaitlin, but she was always so damn standoffish. She didn’t even like to show PDA. But that was neither here nor there because she was his all. Sitting in his seat, he stared at the files in front of him. Being a principal was everything he could ever ask for. Ever since he could remember, he wanted to have a huge impact on the youth in some way.
    Closing his eyes, his mind wandered again and landed on the smooth legs of the girl who straddled him. The way she touched him set him on fire. Sure, he knew it was just her job, but she made him feel relevant. She made him feel like he was the only person that mattered. A tap at the door startled him, and grabbed his attention. Shaking his head, he realized how stupid he sounded. Fantasizing about a stripper was the craziest thing to waste time on, especially since he didn’t even know her name.
    “Come in.” he replied softly, and the door opened.
    His secretary Hillary stuck her head in and smiled. She was a brunette woman with a medium build that wore glasses. Since he’d hired her about a year before, she had been the ideal employee. Never falling behind on anything, and there even when he didn’t need her. Once she saw everything was decent, she walked over to his desk and handed him a file.
    “Your new student is here.” She smiled , brightly.
    She’d told him about a new girl that would be joining their roster over the weekend. He usually did his research on the new students to make them feel comfortable, but hadn’t that weekend. He was too busy trying to fix things with Kaitlin because she had refused to talk to him after he never answered her.
    “Send her in.” he insisted.
    Stalking to the door, he stood as he held the file in his hand. Hillary opened it, and stepped to the side as the young woman walked in. She had on the school uniform, a white button up shirt and a tiny black skirt. Her hair was curled and cascading down her back , looking at her face, he sucked in a hard breath. He felt like he had been kicked in the chest by a donkey.
    It had been the girl from the strip club.
    His heart sank as she smiled at him seductively. Obviously, she had recognized him as well. Twirling her hair around her finger, she walked over to his desk and sat in the chair in front of it. Swallowing hard, he clutched the file in his hand.
    “ This is Nevaeh Sky.” Hillary replied walking over to her, and placing a hand on her shoulder. “Nevaeh this is the principal of this fine school, Mitchell McCallister.”
    “Thanks.” Mitchell choked out. “Um—I have your schedule here.” He replied, grabbing the slip of paper with all of her itinerary on it.
    Hillary frowned , as she watched him fumble with the schedule before he handed her the paper. She had never seen him act so—strange in the whole year she worked for him. He was always so friendly to the kids, going above and beyond to break the ice and make them feel welcome.
    “Have a good day.” He said , sitting down.
    “Is that it?” Nevaeh asked , grabbing the paper.
    “Yup, have a good day.” He repeated , nervously.
    “That color really brings out your eyes.” She winked.
    She saw all the color bleed from his face