Keegan couldn't stand you... couldn't stand being around you. Every time you were around him, he couldn't stop imagining the way his hands would feel on you, the way your skin would feel against his lips, and the way your body would feel under his. Actually, you didn't even have to be neat him for that to happen.

"I'm busy, and you're distracting me," he snapped as he glared at you from his position at his desk.