Shouldn't Be Here

I quickly stepped back, my heart pounding in my chest like it was trying to escape. His hand reached out to quietly shut the door behind me, and I instinctively shifted to the side, trying to give him space, even though the heat of his presence still clung to the air between us.

My eyes flicked around the office, trying to focus on anything that wasn't him. The shelf of books. The ticking clock.

Get a grip, Selene

"Miss Blackwood," he called, his voice level as he moved toward his desk, "I don't remember calling you in. Is there an issue?"

Wow! Just wow!

I haven't heard from him all week, and he expects me not to say anything? I mean, I know we're not close, but still, there's supposed to be some kind of lecturer-course rep relationship, isn't there?

"Yes, there is," I heard myself say, voice steadier than I expected, though my heart was still racing.