"So from what you're telling me, I'm guessing you're not supposed to be on the phone with me right now. You naughty girl." Ashley growled into the phone. I giggled.

"I'd risk it all for you."

"Aw, Spence."

"Aw, Ash." We laughed.

"So we can't even hang out until you leave for Ohio."

"Nope. I can't see you as more than a teacher."

"Well what if you stay after school for some, mmm I don't know, tutoring?"

Giggling once again, I burst her bubble. "Sorry, babe. I'm a straight A student. Who's really gonna believe I need tutoring?" Plus you teach drama. How can you tutor in drama?"

"Darn."

"We could aways sneak around during school."

"Oooo, seventh period. My planning hour."

"Perfect."

In desperate need of air, I pull away from Ashley. We grin at each other and she presses her lips against my cheek. She kisses down to my chest and rests her head there. Lifting my hand up and gently stroke her hair. We're cramped into a cornor in her office. Away from those damn cammeras. Giving my chest one last kiss I feel her smile into me.

"What'cha smiling about?"

"I can hear your heart beat." I swear I hear someone trying to open the doors with a key, but choose to ignore it.

"Oh yeah. And what's my heart telling you."

"That I make you nervous." Ashley chuckles. She's right.

"It's true."

"I lo-" She's cut off by the drama room doors swinging open. Oh shit. Jumping away from each other, we finally see who's at the door. "Mr. James. What are you doing here?"