<div class="floatleft">(http://lovelace-media.imgix.net/uploads/79/b055e5c0-59f3-0131-d0ba-12526a2ff523.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Trent Carpenter<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>Professor<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Day off relaxed<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>The picture, no tie. With black jeans & boots.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bean There Coffee house<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>October 7, 11 AM<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Aimee (Ink Slinger)<strong><em>[Closed]</em></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Trent made damn sure she hadn't grabbed for her coffee before he spoke up. Least frighten the poor girl and have her work ruined. She was really into what she was doing. For a second there he hesitated and doubted himself on bothering her.<br/><br/>However when she turned her head and looked up at him with that beautiful smile he grinned and waved the fingers on his hand that held his Iced Chai Latte.<strong>"Hello to you Miss Ryan,"</strong>he grinned as he released the straw he was sucking on and his brow shot up with her explanation. His eyes focused on hers for longer than he should have been before he glanced back at the images.<strong>"Absolutely stunning photographs. I'd give you an A plus."</strong><br/><br/>Trent pondered her question worried that she was only inviting him out of common courtesy.<strong>"I should let you get back to your work. I don't want to distract you with your time."</strong>He said honestly, moving around so as to face her now as opposed to having her neck craned up at him. Still the man did not sit. But he gripped the back of the empty chair in front of her and grinned as he sucked from the stray once more. His eyes studying the features of her face, the way the lightning hit her at all the right angles.<br/><br/>It was a shame the woman was a student of his and clearly playing for the same team he was had this been a regular encounter with her, Trent would have sat down without hesitation and proceeded to charm her until she agreed to go on a date with him. Alas rules were there for a reason and Mr. Carpenter as eccentric as he could be with his art would never dare to cross any lines. Sighing in thought as he released the straw from his lips and had his book tucked under his other arm. Trent always did find talent and intelligence to be a sexy quality in a woman, Aimee was no exception. The woman had talent in spades and from what he could gather upon looking up her grade point average, her hot meter was bumped up with that G.P.A.<em>Get it together Trent, she's your student, off limits and likes her lady kisses.</em>