Teaching the Kot’oll Coach (Dating the Kot’olls #1)

His four arms seem to seep into my personal space. Day by day, he seems to move closer to me.

It is the first day at school where I become a librarian. The school hall is crowded with air sucked out of my lungs. There comes Telke, the big kotoll sports teacher with his four arms, sitting next to me, feeling like hell squeeze into me even when hes just there, seated.

It feels like I run into him all the time at school. I was getting annoyed until an accident happened and he wasnt around me all the time. Maybe I miss the big guy, or its just a thing with habit.

Which is harder? For him to keep four hands off me or for me to keep my two hands off him?