It's Only Fair

I freeze.

Mr. Burke leans against the bar, a drink in his hand, a smug, knowing smile curling on his lips. My stomach twists.

His eyes take me in from my head to my toes, and I blink to clear my head. I feel like this isn’t real, just a dream of some sort.

Because, what the hell is a high school teacher doing at a college club?

It’s creepy at best, predatory at worst.

The bass of the music thrum