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<\/a>Seriously ambitious man seeks woman to encourage his goals, support his (hopeful) position as Headmaster of Westover Academy, and be purer than Caesar’s wife. Good luck with that!<\/p>\nDaniel Goodman is a man on a mission. For years he has striven for perfection, fighting for the pinnacle achievement in his world of academia, Headmaster of Westover Academy. Westover, established before the American Revolution, is still one of the most prestigious schools in the country. They accept only boys whose parents fit a certain mold and only those teachers who hold to a stringent set of mores, on and off campus. His brother Jonah considers Daniel a prig. Daniel sees himself as doing his best to serve his students. How much better can he serve them as headmaster? That is what he seeks to find out.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, into his cut and dried, strictly black and white life of moral and upright behavior, comes Eve Star, formerly one of Europe’s foremost exotic dancers. Her life is anything but cut and dried, black and white. Bad enough that she’s enrolled her son in Westover Academy under false pretenses. More, she runs the town’s most disreputable bar. Worst, much to Daniel’s dismay, he finds himself drawn to her like a kid to chocolate. Nothing good can come of this attraction. Or can it? He is after all, a good man.<\/p>\n
Buy link:<\/strong> Excerpt:<\/strong> \u201cYou\u2019re late,\u201d Stan said.<\/p>\n \u201cLots of people wanted to chat.\u201d Parents\u2019 Weekend, when teachers sat in their classrooms to meet their students\u2019 mothers and fathers, meant mandatory tea afterwards for all professionals at the Academy. Board members and parents attended at their own discretion, and the boys\u2014the reason the school existed and they were all there\u2014mostly stayed out of sight and hearing.<\/p>\n \u201cFortunately for me, a good many parents now have grabbed their progeny and left campus, so I have access to the snacks unimpeded,\u201d Daniel said, examining the finger food on display before making his selections. The challenge was always how to load his plate while appearing to take a socially acceptable portion. \u201cDid I miss anything?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOnly an angel.\u201d Stan turned toward the window. \u201cHoly Mother! Look at that,\u201d he muttered.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Daniel asked, fitting a cucumber sandwich beside the smoked salmon-topped cracker on his dessert plate. \u201cAm I missing a table of fare? I swear, every year the offerings at these teas are more meager than the last.\u201d<\/p>\n Stan chuckled and answered in the same low voice, \u201cIs your stomach all you think about? I was talking about another kind of dish. One you can have fun eating in bed, if you catch my drift. And she just slipped out onto the lawn.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs your libido all you think about?\u201d Daniel bit a carrot stick in two and sighed. Only three more hours and he could order a pizza. With all of his charges gone from the dormitory for Parents\u2019 Weekend, he had a rare, private, two-day holiday ahead of him. With the tiny plate full, he joined Stan at the large windows. \u201cWhere is this goddess?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere. In the red dress and hat.\u201d<\/p>\n Daniel saw nothing but the shapely form of a woman walking away. Slender ankles topped three inch heels. A dress of some kind of lustrous material hit her mid-calf. The style was soft and feminine, and berry red. Not many women showed up at Westover in a color sure to make them the focus of attention. Not that most of them didn\u2019t expect to be the focus\u2014didn\u2019t demand it, in fact\u2014but they usually weren\u2019t so obvious. The breeze at her back molded the material to the curves of her hips and ass, and fluttered the dress\u2019s full sleeves. A wide-brimmed hat hid her hair, but based on what was visible, Daniel easily imagined a long column of neck designed for kissing.<\/p>\n At that moment, a young boy wearing the school uniform and a big grin ran up to the woman. She bent to catch him in her arms. When she straightened, she ruffled the boy\u2019s hair. His expression and his wagging finger showed that he chastised her, but then he laughed and finger-combed the mussed hair back into place. She took his hand and they walked toward the circle where most of the parents parked. Looking up at the woman, the boy\u2019s lips moved the whole while, carrying on a steady monologue.<\/p>\n Something in her actions captured Daniel\u2019s attention. They were artless, performed naturally and with unabashed love. The child fairly skipped beside her and the frequent turns of her head showed she looked at him as though hanging on every word he spoke.<\/p>\n \u201cHow wonderful,\u201d Daniel murmured, impressed with her total attention to the boy. \u201cDid you see that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, yeah. I didn\u2019t think her hips would ever stop swaying, and it\u2019s a crime they make hemlines so long.\u201d<\/p>\n Daniel laughed. \u201cYou\u2019re such a hedonist.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd proud of it. But looks like she\u2019s a student\u2019s mother and off limits for dating. Damn the luck.\u201d<\/p>\n For once, Daniel agreed with his friend. But not just because of the woman\u2019s obvious good figure. More because she seemed to love her son and didn\u2019t care who knew it. He normally kept his distance from flashy women, as this one appeared to be, based on her dress color, but her easy manner with the boy would be enough to make him ignore his own inclination toward the conservative. If she weren\u2019t also a patron of the school. Assuming the gods smiled on him and he became headmaster, he and the woman would be on business terms, and nothing good ever came from mixing business with pleasure. Pleasure is what every male instinct in him screamed she would be.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Powered by Linky Tools<\/b><\/p>\n Click here<\/a> to enter your link and view this Linky Tools list…<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This is a blog hop. 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\nDaniel walked into the parlor of the headmaster\u2019s house Saturday afternoon seeking first the food table and second, his friend, Stan Baxter. He spotted them both near the front window.<\/p>\n