"That's right." She finally looked up, her voice trembling slightly despite her best efforts. "Sorry I gave it to you, Sir."
"It's fine." I told her without a single second thought, my gaze fixed on her face as I tried to force her to meet my eyes. "We could say I helped you out with it, right?"
"Right. Thanks for the assistance, Sir." She tried to step back, her heels clicking softly on the floor.
"It's all right." I leaned closer, taking a good, long look at the lips she had pressed against mine just now. My mind was already getting creative, the memory of her touch sparking a fire in my gut. "Actually, since I helped you, you could help me with mine in return. How about it?"
"Uh... Sure, I guess I can."
"It actually became easier now," I told her, recalling what my paper actually said versus the delicious lie I was about to tell her. "It's—kind of similar to yours."
