It’s your last year of university, and you and your history professor are in a secret relationship. Most of the girls in your class have a thing for him; he’s certainly eye-candy.

You’re in class, and you notice a girl he’s helping is getting far too touchy; giggling at his every word and touching his arm.

You’re in his office later on, and he’s obviously noticed the sour look on your face.

“What’s the matter, darlin’?” He asks gently.

“Do you not get the material? I can go over it, love.”