Martin watched as the girls explored the private space with a hint of bemusement on his face. Surely, the girls seemed intrigued by the path the night had taken them.<br/><br/>“I’m glad you approve,” he said to Paige with a small smile on his face. He’d been watching the way the curvy girl’s dressed hugged her frame while she’d peered out the window, unashamed to enjoy from his vantage point just delightfully it showed her off.<br/><br/>He was fortunate that Lena beat him in answering Paige’s question. Martin knew well enough to know that he would need to continue to tread carefully, given that he was dealing with currently enrolled students who also happened to be under the influence of alcohol. The situation had the potential to be very damaging if he misread a cue or made too aggressive a step.<br/><br/>On the other hand, the girls were absolutely gorgeous, and something in his gut told him that the evening was taking a turn towards a great deal of promise.<br/><br/>Martin held his position as Lena pushed her mouth onto her friend’s, his tongue instinctively tracing just barely over his bottom lip as he contemplated the way Lena leaned so easily into the kiss. For her part, Paige didn’t seem put off by the move, though from his vantage point, it could have been the simple fact that she’d been caught off guard by her friend.<br/><br/>The opening of the door caused him to look over his shoulder briefly, if only to see who was entering. He mouthed a quick ‘thank you’ to the waitress, who had no doubt seen any number of things far more graphic than two young women kissing.<br/><br/>Lena posed her question before the door had even clicked shut, causing Martin to turn his head back to them with a small smirk on his face. He of course wanted to join them. To get closer to what he was gathering Lena had in mind, and to see if Paige was reading from the same script. He also knew that he had a certain degree of control in the situation, and he wasn’t going to simply relinquish it.<br/><br/>“I suppose I could do that, if that’s agreeable to everyone,” Martin said as he started toward the sofa, picking up a drink on the way. “Though, I’d hate to see these go to waste, especially when they’ve been freshly poured.”<br/><br/>He closed the gap to the sofa with only a few strides and moved to settle down on the other side of Paige. With his drink in one hand, he turned his body just a bit to give himself the ability to see Lena over Paige’s shoulder. The girls’ professor took a slow sip of his drink and savored the slight burn of the tequila, his gaze never leaving Lena’s.<br/><br/>“Yes, this is a much better vantage point,” he said once he’d swallowed. Martin smiled, his gaze now drifting slowly between the two girls. “Do it again. I want to see how Paige handles it when she isn’t surprised by it.”<br/>