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Usually at 3pm on a Monday Sebastian would be in the middle of an important meeting, arguing with clients, talking facts and figures and more often than not getting his own way; however on this Monday, he was stood outside Cherry Orchid Elementary School surrounded by hundreds of hormonal, attention seeking mothers who it seemed spent most of their afternoon in small huddles gossiping about the daily events.
Sebastian stood alone, in his navy blue suit, scowling, as he waited impatiently for the school doors to open and the bell to ring. He had noticed that every now and again the huddle of women would turn and look at him before gathering back into a small circle with hurried whispers as though he was the talk of the playground, which of course he was.
This wasn’t something Sebastian did very often, had never done, but seeing as his parents, who usually dropped off and picked up his son from school had booked themselves onto a four week cruise around the Mediterranean, meant that this was his life for the next month; leaving work early, getting ogled at by women and standing outside in a cold playground, waiting for the bell to ring, which was already three minutes late.
Sebastian pulled back his sleeve for the fifth time in the past minute to check the time and as if on cue, the bell rang loud, the front doors of the school swung open and slowly hundreds of kids surged forward as screaming and squeals filled the air as they reached out for their parents.
It didn’t take long for the crowds to disperse as parents rushed to miss the traffic at the end of the school drive.
Sebastian stood where he was waiting for Nathaniel, Nate as he called him, to appear. He thought that Nate would be the first one out, they would hope in the car and head home. That’s not whats happened though.
After five minutes, of waiting with no success, with a frustrated sigh he moved towards the entrance of the school. There were only about 20 children and parents in the playground now and it was clear to see that Nate hadn’t come out.
As he got to the entrance of the school, the door swung open to reveal Nate, with a frown that was identical to Sebastian’s. Next to him stood an attractive man, an extremely attractive man, with dark brown hair, tanned skin and green eyes looking up at him. He was wearing smart grey trousers, black cardigan and a white shirt below with the first few buttons un-popped.
For a few moments Sebastian stared, unable to look away, the man stared right back at him. His throat had gone dry and he didn’t know what to say; thankfully Nate interrupted his thoughts.
“Daddy!” Nate exclaimed, his frown turning into a grin as he noticed his father a few moments after the man. He ran the few steps between them and hooked his arms around Sebastian’s waist, small fingers clutching onto his suit jacket.
“Hey, Kiddo.” Sebastian he replied with a grin as he looked down at Nate, his cheeks flushed as he avoided eye contact with the man who seemed to be rooted on the spot in front of them. The quicker they got out of the playground the better. “Where were you? I’ve been waiting for ages.”
Nate blushed slightly, the frown back in place as a look of guilt swam in his eyes.
“Unfortunately,” the attractive man started, and paused until Sebastian dragged his curious eyes away from Nate to look at him, “we had a problem at lunch time today with Nate and a few of the other boys in his class. I’m Nate’s teacher, Mr Anderson. You must be Mr Smythe?”
Sebastian nodded as Mr Anderson moved forward extending his hand to shake Sebastian’s, the closer he got the more attractive he got. This guy was hot, hot to the point that he shouldn’t be able to breath, hot to the point that Sebastian felt a little bashful around him and bashful was not something Sebastian was.
Sebastian shook his hand, ignoring the tingling feeling in the tips of his fingers and the look that Nate’s teacher gave him, as he dragged them back, tangling them and ruffling Nate’s hair slightly causing the boy to let out a small giggle.
“Do you have time for a quick chat?” Mr Anderson asked after a few moments, nodding in the direction of the school. So much for ‘the quicker they got out of the playground the better’.
Sebastian looked back down at Nate who was now biting his bottom lip nervously, another trait he’d picked up from his father and then looked back up, locking eyes with Mr Anderson.
“Sure.” He replied with a nod and started to follow after him into the school building, trying to not look at his ass and failing miserably.