She was beautiful.

There was something about her quick wit and charming smile that he found nearly irresistible.

After class they had talked for a full hour, talk about the lecture had led to idle chitchat, until finally her hand landed on his bicep. She squeezed gently, "Come to dinner with me." And there was that enchanting smile of hers again, the one that he wasn't sure he really wanted to resist.

They shared that smile for a moment before he answered, "I can't…I have 600 tests to grade."

It's nearly the weekend, she wanted to scream. Forget about work, forget about papers and tests, just come away with me. Instead she said, "What if I help you? Then we could go for coffee afterwards?"

The look of hope in her eyes undid him, he couldn't say no to her, not again. "Deal." She graced him with a thousand watt smile.

"So where's your office?" she asked innocently, watching him pack up his things.

"Actually the college hasn't assigned one to me, every year they say they will have one ready for me by the time my first class starts but it never seems to happen. I usually end up marking papers and the like in my hotel room."

He couldn't tell whether her eyes widened in shock or delight. "Uh you don't have to grade the papers with me there, I understand if you'd rather go home instead."

She walked over to where he was standing, moving directly in front of him. "I'll make you a deal Mr. Grissom," he gulped, slightly afraid of what she would say, "I'll grade papers with you at your hotel room on the condition that you promise me here and now that you will be a perfect gentlemen."

He gave her the goofiest grin in response, bringing her hand to his mouth for a chaste kiss, "I'll be on my best behaviour Ms Sidle."

She grinned, tugging him in the direction of the parking lot.