She bit down hard on her bottom lip, and crossed her legs, shifting in her seat and writing down a definition. "Roe, stop, please." She whispered almost inaudibly. His voice, what he said, it was a recipe for disaster. She considered unclasping him, putting in her bag, but knew that she would not.<br/><br/>The class could not have been done soon enough for her liking. It was her only one of the day, and instead of going to wile away the rest of the day with Sarah and Darren as she usually would, Tegan caught the next bus home, shutting the door behind herself and leaning on it, sighing. "I can't do that again, Roe." She said exhaustedly. "No way, we're getting you clothes tonight, and tomorrow you will behave yourself while we're at school."<br/><br/>She shuddered under him, rubbing her hand beneath the necklace, trying to soothe the tense awareness from her neck, the heated feeling of him.