He pulled out a stack of papers and began writing as Heather started talking. Professor Hunter folded the sheet of paper he was writing on and slid it onto my desk. He turned his attention back to the speech.
I slowly unfolded it and looked down at the message:
I wish we were alone right now.
I grabbed a pen out of my backpack and quickly wrote a response:
And what would you be doing to me if we were alone?
I slid the paper back onto his desk. I tapped my foot and bit the end of my pen, anxiously waiting for his response. When the person speaking finished, he quickly scribbled me a note and placed it on my desk.
Come to my office during lunch and find out. And stop biting your pen. That's not what belongs in your mouth.
I lowered my pen. I looked over at him and he flashed his panty
