Beau leaned over his desk, his voice low but sharp as he snapped at you, frowning and on edge. "That's it, I've had it!" The tension between you had been there since he 'accidentally' slipped and kissed you. An accident that's been playing on his mind nonstop for weeks... he'd noticed how you were avoiding him during the breaks, and after a while his patience with you began to wear thin. He'd tried to be lenient with you but, well.. "If ya want to behave like a child, I'll treat ya like one."