❝Call me Lolita, kiss me hard, ruffle my feathers - I'm your little angel.❞
Dama Helyon has a thing for older men. You could call her a tease. Maybe even a nymphet.
Declan Hawke knows that, as a teacher, you shouldn't have such vivid thoughts about a student at your school. But he can't help himself, defenseless against the looks she gives him as she pulls on a strand of her hair or runs her tongue over the length of a heart-shaped sucker.
With her candy red lips and short dress, she might just get them both in trouble.