I turned to see Mr. Halifax standing in the doorway of his classroom. He looked so pissed. And then he disappeared into his room.

Oh no. I ran toward Mr. Halifax’s room just in time to see Sophie sitting on Mr. Halifax’s desk. Her legs were spread and Pavel was standing between them.

Sophie’s shirt was completely undone and you could see her lacy black bra. But at least her skirt was in place and Pavel was fully clothed.

Sophie pushed on Pavel’s chest to get him to step back. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Halifax. I didn’t think you were coming back to your room today.”

“Both of you...out!” he yelled and pointed to the door.

Pavel listened and walked out of the room. But Sophie just slid off the desk, smoothed her skirt down, and walked right up to our teacher.

“Mr. Halifax, please don’t tell my father. He’ll be so disappointed in me.” She pretended to look all innocent, even though I knew she’d planned this whole thing.

Honestly, Uncle Rob would probably just laugh. And then ask her why she got caught.

“And Pavel the exploder is new here,” she said. “Don’t give him detention because of what I did. I was just trying to be a good girl and show him around the school.” She batted her eyelashes at him.

Oh my God, Sophie!

Mr. Halifax still looked very pissed off. “Miss Hunter,” he said firmly.

For just a second I stared. Because I honestly had no idea what was about to happen. I almost thought Mr. Halifax was about to lift Sophie up and put her back on his desk.

“Put your shirt back on,” he said firmly. “Now.”

She looked down at her unbuttoned shirt. “Oh. I’m so embarrassed. I didn’t realize.” She slowly buttoned it as she stared up at him.

The two of them just stared at each other in silence as she finished buttoning her shirt.

“Are you going to give me detention?” Sophie asked and bit her lip.

“No.” Mr. Halifax stepped back. “Leave before I change my mind.”

“Thank you so much, Mr. Halifax.” She lightly touched his arm and then hurried out of the room. She saw me and stifled a squeal of excitement. She hooked her arm through mine and pulled me down the hall. “Was that as epic as it looked?” she asked.

Honestly, I had no idea what I’d just witnessed. “I think...I think he was actually jealous.”

“Right?” She fanned her face. “And don’t sound so surprised. He’s like obsessed with me. Pavel on the other hand? I don’t know if he explodes like we think, but his kiss was just meh. I don’t think he’s your kiss thief.”

“I know. He can’t be. Because while you were kissing Pavel, the kiss thief was kissing me.”

“The kiss thief struck again?!”