Ronon checked the clock on the wall again. Eight minutes passed the hour. Did John ever get to class on time? This was only Dex's second time to attend Sheppard's lecture, but the statistics weren't looking hopeful.

The minutes continued to tick by slowly. Three students had already left, and there was still no sign of their TA. All of the students in this class could leave if they wanted to, but Ronon wouldn't budge from his seat until John came in. Leaving before Sheppard could see him just wasn't an option for two reasons. Not only would it go against the plan to win John, but just as important, Ronon simply wanted to see him.

Another two students packed their bags and left before John calmly strolled in, looking to all as though he'd arrived right on time.

Last time Ronon sat in, John hadn't noticed him at first, but once he did, he spent the rest of the class trying to avoid eye contact.

This time was different.

The moment Sheppard walked in, his eyes instantly scanned the room and focused in on Ronon in the far corner. Even from the distance, Dex could see him whisper his name and swallow thickly.

Everything was going perfectly.

Hopefully he'd have John in just a few more dates because Ronon really didn't think he could hold off much longer. And sitting in this class wasn't helping.

Never before had equations been so sexy. It was unnatural.

And every time John turned to the board to write something, Ronon's eyes honed in on that ass. The ass that had appeared in a fantasy or two the previous night. The ass that would belong to him soon enough.

Sheppard glanced up at him again, and Ronon felt excitement stirring in his gut.

Oh yes, John was definitely going to be worth the effort of this hunt.

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John ran his fingers through his hair again, sighing.

"Can you be any more of a woman?" Rodney grumbled behind him.

Sheppard narrowed his eyes at Rodney through the mirror. "This coming from the guy that squeals like a little girl when he sees a bug?"

"Hey! You don't like bugs either."

"Yes, but I don't break glass with my terrified shriek." He checked his hair one more time before spinning around to face his roommate. "And I've never fainted."

Rodney's jaw dropped. "I told you, I passed out! From…manly hunger. I'm hypoglycemic…you know that!"

Shrugging, John turned back to the mirror to look himself over. Satisfied, he brushed past Rodney and moved towards his bedroom to put on his shoes.

"What are you two doing tonight anyway?"

"Dinner. Probably drinks. Not really sure." John grinned as he stood again. "Well…don't wait up."

"Oh my God! Are you going to have sex with him again?"

"Rodney, that's none of your business."

"It most certainly is!"

Sighing, Sheppard grabbed his keys and walked to the door. "Good night, Rodney. Get back to work on your project so you can finally finish it." With his hand on the doorknob, he smirked back at McKay. "You know, if it wasn't for you driving me nuts with your project, I wouldn't have gone to the bar that night…I never would have met Ronon. Doesn't that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside? You brought him and me together."

The expression on Rodney's face screamed of revulsion.

"Just thought you'd like to know that." Opening the door, John stepped outside, throwing a 'See ya'' over his shoulder as he closed the front door behind him.

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