He walked down the corridor, sweat rolling down his forehead. Could he handle this? Or would it be too much for him? Would she even glance his way when he walked through the door?

“Mrs.West? Do you have any yearbook money to turn in to Mrs. Canter?”

“Um.. Yes dear. Hold on a second, will you? Class, do we have any yearbook money to turn in?”

As he collected the money she looked up at him, with those beautiful blue eyes of hers and actually smiled. And it only took one smile to turn his frown upside down.