When Summer Ends (50 page)

I gulped.
He’s right, if Erika goes to the Principal
she’ll have no evidence at all, and now Will and I have two respected teachers
that have seen me kissing his brother! Oh my freaking goodness, this is
awesome! How did I not figure this out straight away?

“Sam, you’re a freaking genius!” I practically screamed as I
threw my arms around his neck, hugging the life out of him.

He patted my back. “Yeah I know. Just tell Will not to kick
my ass or anything for doing that, okay? Back me up a little? Tell him I didn’t
even once try to slip you the tongue,” he said, laughing.

I laughed and punched him in the arm lightly.
I can’t
believe this! Jeez, I love Sam so much!
“You’re the best, you know that,
right?” I asked, looking at him gratefully. Will had such a terrific family, he
was so lucky.

Sam nodded, smirking cockily. “So tell me then, Foxy. Who’s
the better kisser?” he asked, slinging his arm back around my shoulder and
motioning up the hallway for me to start walking.

I looked at him sarcastically. “You, obviously!” I rolled my
eyes and ignored him shooting me a smug expression. I led him to the office and
stopped. “Are you really gonna go in here too?” I asked, biting my lip a little
nervously.

He nodded enthusiastically. “Yep, I’m gonna go write my name
in that visitors’ book so that everyone knows I was here today with you. Extra
evidence,” he explained, winking at me and taking my hand, interlacing our
fingers.

I laughed as he pulled me into the office and up to the
desk; he smiled sweetly at the receptionist who was sitting there. “Excuse me,
I was just speaking to Mr Young, and he said that I needed to sign in as a
visitor,” he said to the receptionist.

She looked between him and me curiously. “What exactly can I
do for you?” she asked, pushing her glasses up her nose.

Sam smiled. “I just really need to speak to my brother, he’s
a teacher here. Will Morris.”

Her face brightened at the mention of Will’s name.
Ooh,
someone obviously has a soft spot for my boyfriend!
“Really, you’re Will’s
brother?” she asked, grinning happily as she pulled over a visitors’ book.

“Yeah, can you not see the family resemblance? I know I’m
better looking than him,” Sam joked, running a hand through his hair.

She laughed, well, more like giggled, and I smiled at how
charming Sam could be.
No wonder he’s a player, he isn’t even trying, and he
could have this middle aged woman if he wanted to.
“I suppose there is a
slight family trait there,” she admitted, nodding. “So, if you’ll just sign in
then. I’ll call him and tell him that you’re here,” she instructed, passing him
a pen.

Sam shook his head. “Don’t bother. My girlfriend will show
me the way, won’t you, Foxy?” he asked, winking at me.

I grinned and nodded, dropping my eyes to the floor so I
didn’t have to lie right to her face. “Yeah, I’ll show you to his classroom.”

He finished signing the papers and passed the book back to
her. She smiled flirtatiously. “If you could just come back and sign out when
you leave. This is all just a formality in case there’s a fire or something, we
need to know who’s in the building,” she said, waving her hand at the book
dismissively.

“Sure,” Sam agreed. “Does Chloe need to sign the book too,
to show that she’s still here with me in case there’s a fire?” he asked,
cocking his head to the side, looking cute as a button.
Wow, Will has that
look perfected too!

The lady frowned. “I don’t think so. You’re a student aren’t
you, Chloe?” she asked, looking at me.

I nodded and opened my mouth to speak, but Sam cut me off,
“I think there should be some record that Chloe’s in the school too. Otherwise
you might think she’s gone home like the other students. If there actually was
a fire there would be no record to say that she was still here with me,” Sam
mused, pursing his lips thoughtfully. He was a very accomplished liar; I’d give
him ten points for being convincing.

The receptionist nodded, still looking unsure as she pushed
the book towards me. “Maybe you should, there’s no harm in being on the safe
side.”

Sam laughed. “It’s best to cover all bases, and having
Chloe’s name down there just offers everyone some more protection,” he agreed,
looking at me slyly.

Holy crap, pure genius! Now, not only do I have two
teachers and a receptionist know that I was his girlfriend; I’m also signing
myself in as a visitor with him! We owed him big time for this.

When we were done, he held my hand, swinging it happily as
we walked up the hallway towards Will’s classroom. Just as we got to his door,
it opened, and Will stepped out. He stopped, jumping a little because he
obviously wasn’t expecting people to be right outside his door.

“Whoa, you scared me. What are you two doing here?” he
asked, smiling but looking confused.

Sam winced and raised our intertwined hands to show him,
while I just blushed like crazy. Will’s eyes flicked to me. I smiled
apologetically, praying he wouldn’t be mad at me for this. “Shall we go into
your room?” I suggested weakly.

He frowned, his eyes flicking back to our hands. “Yeah?” he
said, but it sounded more like a question as he stepped back into his room,
holding the door open for us. I pulled my hand out of Sam’s as soon as we were
through the door and stepped to Will’s side. Immediately his hand went to the
small of my back. I would imagine it was some sort of subconscious possessive
gesture.

“Don’t get angry with your brother, he just fixed everything
with Erika,” I pleaded, pushing the door closed and flicking the lock on it
this time. There was no way I was getting caught like that again.

His frown deepened as he shook his head. “Fixed everything?
What are you talking about, and why were you two holding hands?” he asked,
looking thoroughly confused and still really stressed from what happened in his
lesson earlier.

I looked at Sam, waiting for him to explain. I moved closer
to Will, loving how his arm snaked around my waist without him even seeming to
think about it. “So, I just kissed your girlfriend in front of a couple of
teachers,” Sam stated, shrugging as if this were an everyday occurrence.

Okay, I wouldn’t have started like that!

Will’s jaw tightened. He raised one eyebrow at Sam, already
looking seriously annoyed. “That had better be a joke,” he warned.

I gulped, and Sam shook his head. “Nope, no joke. I just
saved your ass and told a couple of teachers that Chloe and I are dating. That
way when the girl goes to tell the Principal about you two kissing, you have
other people to witness that she is, in fact, dating your brother.” He smiled
proudly, obviously pleased with his plan. I was certainly pleased with his
plan. Will on the other hand…

“You fucking kissed my girlfriend? Sam, what the hell is
wrong with you?” he growled, his arm tightening on my waist.

I put my hand on his chest. “I think it’s an excellent plan.
Seriously, think about it. Two teachers now believe I’m with Sam so that
explains why you and I might appear a little closer than student and teacher.
Sam just signed us both in to the building as visitors too. There’s now
documented evidence to say that Sam and I came in here together. It’s a
brilliant plan,” I explained, looking at him pleadingly. I didn’t want him
angry with Sam; we really owed him big time for this.

Will swallowed loudly, a frown creasing his forehead. “I’m
not supposed to get angry that my little brother just kissed my girl?”

Sam laughed. “I didn’t even slip her the tongue. Did I,
Foxy? Back me up,” he chirped, grinning and sitting on one of the desks,
looking the picture of ease.

Will’s scowl deepened. “You really are one annoying little
runt sometimes, Sam. You know that?” he scolded, looking at him with
disapproval.

Sam waved his hand dismissively. “Relax, it’s not like she
admitted that I was a better kisser than you… oh wait, she did!” he joked,
smirking at me.

I felt my face heat up as I shook my head fiercely. “I was
joking; did you not hear the sarcasm in my voice?” I asked, rolling my eyes at
him.

He pouted at me. “I didn’t hear the sarcasm, Foxy, your
voice was too breathless from the make out session,” he replied, waggling his
eyebrows at me. Will punched him on the arm, which made Sam wince but laugh at
the same time. He held up his hands innocently. “I was kidding. Jeez, relax,
big brother. I should be getting thanks right about now, not abuse!”

I took Will’s hand and squeezed it gently to get his
attention. “Stop and think about this. Sam just really helped us out. Now we
can tell Erika to shove it,” I said, grinning.

A small smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as he
looked at me softly. “Shove it where?” He pulled me closer to him, crushing my
body against his.

I laughed quietly and slipped my arms around his neck,
knowing that the door was locked this time. “Shove it up her ass.”

Will laughed. “Is it wrong for me to love the sound of that
coming out of your mouth, Cutie?” he asked, tracing his fingertip across my
bottom lip.

I nodded. “Yeah, it does make you sound a little strange, Mr
Morris.” He laughed and kissed me gently before putting his forehead to mine
and looking into my eyes.

Sam cleared his throat. “Okay, so once and for all, Chloe,
who’s the better kisser?” he asked. Will moved so fast I barely saw it, he
turned and grabbed a book from his desk and threw it at Sam. Sam just laughed
and caught it, grinning happily as he started flicking through the pages. “You
know, I don’t know what you see in him, Foxy. I mean, he’s a math nerd,” he stated,
looking at the pages distastefully.

I laughed and shrugged. “I get an easy A this way,” I joked.

Will laughed. “I’ve got news for you, Miss Henderson, you’re
barely scraping a C in my class,” he mocked, laughing as I punched his chest
lightly.

“Then maybe I should try a little harder to impress the
teacher,” I flirted, gripping his shirt and pressing myself to him tighter.

Will nodded, looking thoughtful. “Just don’t start wearing
the skirts again.” Will and I both laughed, and Sam just looked at us like we
were crazy, obviously not in on the private joke.

The door handle turned which caused me and Will to jump away
from each other. I looked at Sam worriedly but he just shrugged casually and
stepped to my side. The person knocked on the door when they couldn’t open it.
Will looked from me to Sam. “I think that’ll be Caroline,” he muttered,
straightening his shirt. He stepped to the door, unlocking it and pulling it
open, a fake smile on his face. “Oh hey,” he said to whoever it was.

“Everything okay? How come the door was locked?” A seductive
female voice purred.

Will nodded and pulled the door open, gesturing for her to
come in. Will was right, it was Miss Teller. Her eyes flicked to me and Sam,
and I felt his body jerk next to mine. “Holy crap, she’s fiiiiiine,” Sam hissed
in my ear. I chuckled as I nodded.
It seems that the only one who doesn’t
lust after Miss Teller is my boyfriend.

“Hi, Chloe,” she chirped, smiling and setting her purse down
on the desk, her eyes flicking to Sam for a second.

“Hi,” I replied, smiling uncomfortably at how close Will and
I were seconds before she walked in.

She looked at Will curiously, obviously wondering who Sam
was. Will stepped forward and smiled. “Oh sorry, this is my little brother,
Sam. Sam, this is Caroline Teller, she’s a teacher here at the school too,” he
introduced, shrugging.

I saw a smirk slip onto Sam’s lips as he shook her hand.
“Nice to meet you.” His arm slipped around my shoulder, pulling me close to his
side. He played with the side of my hair, and I saw Miss Teller raise one
eyebrow at the movement.

“Nice to meet you too,” she said slowly. “So are you and
Chloe…” she trailed off, looking at me for confirmation.

I gulped and flicked my eyes to Will, who was frowning and
looking a little tense.
I guess I need to play along so that we have another
backup.
I nodded and opened my mouth to speak, but Sam got there first. “Oh
hell yeah, I’m banging one of my brother’s students. Awkward, right?” he said,
laughing as I elbowed him in the ribs.

Will’s scowl deepened; luckily he was standing slightly
behind Miss Teller so she wouldn’t notice his grave mood. “I don’t think the
word ‘banging’ is very appropriate, Sam,” he growled. He was obviously trying
to play along and keep his cool, but it wasn’t working very well for him.

Sam grinned at him before turning to me. “Oh right, sorry,
Foxy. Making love to,” he corrected, shooting me a flirtatious wink.

Oh my God, Will is going to enjoy ripping Sam’s head off
for this!

I smiled weakly, trying not to cringe away from him as he
pulled me closer to him. Miss Teller laughed. “That is kind of awkward,” she
admitted, before turning to Will and smiling. “I hope you’re not giving your
brother’s girlfriend a hard time in class, that could make family get-togethers
a little strained.”

Will shook his head, looking at the floor as Sam, kissed the
side of my neck. I took the opportunity to stamp on his foot while Miss Teller
was looking in the other direction.

“Ouch! Shit, careful, Foxy,” Sam gasped, wincing and shifting
his weight onto the other foot.

“Sorry, Sam-bo.” I smiled sweetly.

He looked at me warningly before grabbing my face and
kissing me full on the mouth. Before I had time to react, he was gone; I looked
up to see Will had grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him off of me.

“No PDAs at school, little brother. And you,” he pointed at
me, “you get detention with me on Monday lunchtime for that.”

I fought a smile. That wasn’t exactly a punishment, spending
time with him. I nodded trying to look appropriately abashed. “Whatever you
say.”