Mr Reyes (Part 2)
(Reaper76. Gabriel asks a very important question.)
Jack had gotten home that very night with nothing but the gloriously ripped drop dead gorgeous Mr Reyes on his mind. He’d berated himself as soon as he had sat in the car, briefly smacking a hand against the steering wheel- and jumping when the horn sounded. Flushing bright red again, he’d waved apologies to the mothers picking up their children, and had pulled out of the parking space, before speeding away, still calling himself an idiot for falling for the act so quickly. Hana had, as normal, ranted about Mr Reyes all the way home. Apparently that day Mr Reyes had allowed them to pet the rabbit he’d been looking after, and, had told Hana most of the day that she looked a lot like her dad, cueing the comment about Jack being cute. Jack blew out a breath of air and took a deep one in, trying to cool himself down as he turned onto the main road and drove back towards home.