As the door closed behind her, she leaned her back against the wall, as her knees were slightly quivery.  Was she imagining it  - had he looked at her in a different way?  No..... there was no point in thinking anything along those lines.  She stood up away from the wall brusquely and headed back to her office. But, her steps hesitating suddenly, as she thought popped into her mind that he<span class="bbc_u">had </span>asked her to meet him for lunch, she shook her head, no he probably just wanted help with his horrendous paperwork. She smiled at the thought, he really was the worst tutor she had to deal with, she had been doing a lot of it for him for the last few months – and he was so unaware he hadn't even noticed!<br/><br/>She got on with her work, trying to concentrate, but as lunch-time drew closer, she found herself staring into space more and more, just thinking about him.<br/><br/>In the end she made a decision, she would go to lunch, not expecting anything, but she would make a bit of an effort and be nice to him, just in case he actually meant something else.  She walked down to the staff canteen, and getting herself a drink she sat in the corner, by the window, so that she could see the door.  It was a bit hot, with the sun light streaming down on her, so she took of her frumpy cardi, and put it over the chair, not realising how without it she looked much younger and her well-rounded breasts under her light summer blouse gave her a much more womanly shape instead of the shapeless baggy outline she normally had.<br/><br/>She saw him walk through the door, laughing with another member of staff, and she quickly looked down at the table, not wanting anyone to see her face if he went and sat with someone else, and had forgotten what he had said earlier.