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Joss

Ben Rutherford was the principal of Pilgrih School, which made him my boss as well as the man of my dreams

He was tall with a strength that radiated from him Maybe it was the short almost buzz cut of his hair, and the thick, but well manicured beard that attracted me I don’t really know And I don’t really care I want hiain

Like right now, fantasizing while he was asking me out

Finally

“Joss?” Ben’s brows dipped in concerned confusion

I blinked and looked directly into those green eyes before letting out a sigh that sounded suspiciously like a swoon “Ureat, Ben Did you want to pick me up? Because I can totally meet you there” It was customary for the man to pick up the wos worked

Ben’s frown only darkened as he shook his head and I felt sick toup there” It was Friday night, which riame for beer and non-school related conversation

“Oh” Of course, he wasn’t askingto flirt without crossing the line at every opportunity and sending out asdesperate, and still, Principal Rutherford hadn’t taken the bait

And he wasn’t going to, ever Clearly

But I straightened my spine and squared my shoulders as embarrassment threatened to flatten me “I’ll see if I can make it” It was as non-committal as I could be in that moment, utterly humiliated as I was