"Angela notified me of her recommendation to be your Grad Assistant next semester. Despite your self-confirmed reputation, I didn't want to risk waiting for your decision. I would be honored to work with you next semester. I believe it will be a mutually beneficial opportunity." She finishes with a nice, open expression.
Never losing eye contact.
No indication that she knows what's going on down south of my desk.
Focus.
"How can you be so sure you're a good fit?"
"Because I'm not annoyingly eager, I understand the meaning behind sexual harassment, and I'm not interested in being your friend. Work and responsibility are my first priorities. I believe we can make a great, efficient team."
Efficiency is one of my biggest turn-ons.
How did she know?
Not going to lie.
She could have said anything, and I still would have questions. But...she had me at "Angela".
I consider her for a moment.
Could I really do this? The prep would have to start now. I'd have to meet with her twice a week, expose myself to her beauty, intelligence, and most importantly, her ass.
God, her ass.
Okay. Alright. Okay.
"Ms. Swan…"