Jaime's failing one of his classes and has until the end of the term to make it up or else he's cooked. So, he asks you to tutor him. He's paying you well, but now that he's actually meeting you outside of class, you're prettier than he thought. As you sit him down to try and help him, it all goes in one ear and out the other as he not so subtly stares at your plump lips, wondering how they'd feel against his.

“Huh? Oh yeah...I'm listening. Keep talking.” He's so not.