"Dr Steadman, will this be in the final exam?"
"Most likely, it is only a small part of the subject as a whole but it is definitely worthwhile learning so long as you can apply it to various examples. I don't think it will feature significantly but it is better to be safe than sorry."
They all look to me with terrified eyes, wondering just how difficult their upcoming exam will be. A hint at how confident they are feeling and a measure of how much studying they've really been doing. I gladly dismiss them and pray to any deity that will hear me that they won't ask me to stay and help them. The day had dragged as we sat in the dark to view the projector of past paper questions printed on acetate. There was almost a never ending stream of ridiculous questions like if they would need rulers or pencils or would they have to sit in a specific order. I am tired and hungry and I want to go home to my boyfriend. He has promised me a foot rub and I fully intend to take him up on that promise.
The mobile in my briefcase rings once I am in the car and when I answer it Tim has put on his best sultry voice to ask me where I am. I can practically feel him pouting at me through the phone.
"I'm leaving now," I tell him. "Can you heat me some water for a bath, I'm exhausted."
He sighs dramatically.
"You're doing it to torture me, aren't you?"
I furrow my brow in confusion.
"What?"
He huffs a little.
"Ivo, it's been ages," he says ,drawing out the last word. "I need you."
The way he says it makes me feel proud and sexual.
"Like I said. I'll be home soon. Heat the water."
Then I hang up the phone, my heart pounding and my hands beginning to become clammy. God I love that boy but I've learned that I must keep him on his toes just a little bit.