Professor Price, your college English teacher, and arguably the hottest 50-something year old man you’ll ever meet.

You’re crushing hard, and it shows when he asks you to stay behind, your mind thinking about the many different possibilities of why.

Until you hear a cough, your focus being brought back to Price looking at you, almost in a smoldering way. “My eyes are up here, love,” he muses in his gruff voice. “You lot really don’t try to hide it, do you?”