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Professor

She’s quiet, chewing on her bottom lip as that flush creeps over her cheeks and her big wide eyes locked on mine.

“Look, I’m, uh-” I cough suddenly realizing my hand is still on her arm and dropping it as I clear my throat. “Look, I’m sorry if I was inappropriate. Your sunglasses, and the hat-”

“It’s okay, Professor Martin.”

Fuck