Becca paused outside the room, letting Loretta past and taking a slow deep breath. The rapid throb of her pulse sounded like a drum roll in her ears and she attempted to take a few more deep breaths. She did not hear Simon slip out behind her and jumped when he spoke. She turned to face him, looking embarrassed. She found it was becoming her default expression.<span style="color: indigo"> "Mr. Fletcher, I hope you are right. It is a little..."</span>She fumbled for the right word.<span style="color: indigo"> "Well, it's a little odd."</span>And sexy, tempting, exciting, arousing, etc. She added mentally to herself. Boy, she sure hoped that she had only said that last part in her head.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"Thank you though, I appreciate it. Anyways, I should probably get to my room. I need a shower and to study this thing. G'night."</span>She turned and headed to her room, taking a quick peek over her shoulder to see if he was immune to all girls' charms or just Fanya's. She was not hoping that anything would come of it per se, but it was still nice to be looked at like that from time to time. She also wondered if Simon had noticed her shower comment despite the fact her hair was still slightly damp from the last one. It did not matter she supposed. The door to her room loomed ahead and with it a shower and a curious object to investigate. The key turned in the lock and she slipped inside with a sigh of relief.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>