Sophie scoffed, “hardly an affair. They were both single.”
“How exciting,” Yvonne replied, a faraway look in her eyes, “maybe I should go to university. I need to meet new people.”
“It's disgusting,” Ryan burst out, “a teacher and a student, pure filth as far as I'm concerned, aren't there rules against those kind of shenanigans?”
Sophie rolled her eyes, “don't be ridiculous Ryan. Juliette isn't some vulnerable, love struck teenager. They are both mature, fully consenting adults.”
“Still not right,” he grumbled, “she's there to study and don't you get ideas about any fancy lecturers.”
Sophie blushed as an image of Tarquin Haverstock accosted her thoughts, “well I think it's romantic.”
Just then the sound of the doorbell chimed throughout the house.
“Who the devil is that?” Ryan spra
