Interlude: Ms. Lamb is conflicted

The door closed with a loud bang as Rosie Lamb entered the safety of her hotel room. The 26-year-old teacher whimpered, hand going up to cover her mouth as her mind raced going back over what happened at her students' party.

She had kissed two of her students, not one, but two. The young teacher wanted to scream in frustration, telling herself that she was cheating on her loving fiancé back home, but the truth was that Rosie found herself excited at crossing boundaries with Xander and Ollie. Maybe the fact that she was just eight years older than her students made her feel closer to them than the other older teachers back at school, but that was no excuse.

The taboo of being intimate with a student was something that had never crossed her mind before, but her body was seemingly betraying her sharp mind ever since she landed on Italy. Walking over to the window with a few tears coming down from her blue eyes, the black-haired teacher watched the city below, Rome was such a romantic place, she would have loved for her fiancé to be here to enjoy it by her side. Maybe I'm projecting these romantic feelings on them, Rosie thought, puzzled at the way she was feeling. On Xander, at least.

Xander, her best student, one of the most intelligent, sweet and mature boys at the school. It seemed she could talk about everything with him, something Ms. Lamb couldn't say even about her fiancé. Ollie Worthington, on the other hand, the arrogant young man who had broken the heart of several of her female students. That despicable boy seemed to make all those concerning feelings about a student/teacher hook-up to bubble up to the surface in her body, causing her to feel a little bit disgusted with herself.

Rosie was aroused by their kisses, but she vowed to bury those absurd thoughts deep into her brain. I have a fiancé who loves me, I can't be the teacher who indulges herself on the first sexy situation that arises. She decided.

As Ms. Lamb went back to her bed and sat on its edge, a frown appeared on her beautiful face. I shouldn't have allowed them to continue that wretched game, maybe I should go back and break it down before a disaster happens, she pondered. But I trusted Xander to do it in my place and don't let things carry on for much longer. Hmm, yes, I've got to trust him, he's the most centered amongst them.

Don't let me down, Mr. Evans.