I tried not to make a big deal of it, but I couldn't stop the tingles coursing through my body despite the fact that it had been an innocent, platonic touch. He still made my heart rate go through the roof and my loins sizzle. "Oooooh. You're in trouble." I teased, slapping him playfully on his arm.

"Well, if someone wasn't trying to talk to me, maybe I wouldn't have had to be a smart ass."

“Like it’s my fault you’re a smart ass,” I scoffed.

He was still grinning as he started down the stairs towards the exit. “You want to grab a tea and hang out outside? If the professor doesn’t murder me that is.”

"Um...maybe some other time. I've got an audition to get to." I smiled softly and gathered up my notebook.

Truthfully, I didn't want to catch Jen's shit if she saw us outside having coffee together without her. I wondered if Kent was going to tell Jen that we had a class together...in the dark. And I’d love to be a fly on the wall if and when he did tell her.

"Alright, well," he stood there awkwardly for a moment, “good luck with the audition then. If I don't see you later than I guess it'll be Wednesday in here." Kent smiled at me over his shoulder as he slipped out the door.

I watched him leave and immediately felt the loss. I exhaled loudly and stared at the ceiling for a moment as I collected my nerves. I looked up to the seats at the top of the lecture hall as I was leaving and didn't see the incoming guy. We collided with full body contact and fell backwards, our things falling between us. “Ooh, I'm sorry!" I was blushing as I gathered up my notebook.

The guy was smiling, a dimple in his chin like Kent had. But this guy was blonde and a little taller and he had blue eyes. He was staring at me as he blocked the doorway. I smiled nervously and hugged my notebook to my chest. “Are you going to let me through? I have to get to another class.”

“I do too. But I think you should pay a fine for almost killing us both by not looking where you were going.” His hands slipped into the front pockets of his jeans and my eyes followed. My knees almost gave out when his thick southern accent coated his words.

I swallowed hard as the outline of his penis pushed against the front of his pants. I pulled my gaze to his face, sure that my face was beet red from blushing. Suddenly I wasn’t a virgin anymore, and I was checking out every guy’s junk? “Oh? And, um… What do you want? To bully money out of me?”

“No, no, darlin’. I just wanna take you out to dinner.”