Mark left the wall, coming over to place his hands firmly, but not roughly, on April's shoulders.
"Our assignments may get rough, but it won't be because I add to them. Still if you can't trust me, I can't trust you. Look in my eyes - what will it be?"
April looked deep into the blue eyes - she didn't feel threatened. She didn't feel intimidated. What she saw was sincerity.
"I'll trust you."
The smile that formed on his face was warm.
"I'll even give you first pick of the desks, Miss Dancer."