Office Hours

Week Five

———— Skipping through the beginning of class because I don't have enough to buy chicken nuggets ———

"Alright so one last problem. Lets say you have a bouquet of 16 flowers, half are lets sayyyy roses and the other half are uhhhh sunflowers. Your focus is to get the sunflowers becauseeeee"

Mason glances at me.

I roll my eyes.

"becauseeee why not" He ignores my look and continues "Okay so your job is to pick out two flowers so what is the probability of you choosing a sunflower the second time given that you randomly chose a sunflower the first time?"

———— Skipping through Mason solving the problem because THATS MY OPINION ————

"So that is it for today, remember to turn in your quizzes on my desk here and also remember that I have office hours in an hour but I will also be in my office right after this class ends if you can't make it to my office hours."

I decide to go his office right now instead of later, so I won't feel bad for missing Sociology lecture.

I turn in my quiz and although I originally planned to make my way to his office immediately, I decided to go to the restroom to check how I looked. Not for any particular reason.

I wore a golden yellow crop top and grey high waisted leggings. Admittedly, these leggings did wonders for my already nice hips and butt, but that obviously isn't why I wore them. They're very comfortable, and the way they hugged my figure was only a plus.

I made my way to his office, it was in a completely different building than the classroom so I took my time. While halfway up the stairs that led into the building, I looked up from my phone to see Mason standing at the door, holding it open.

I guess he saw me walking up?

If I thought he was looking at me when I wore the olive colored dress then he was fully staring at me now.

And he didn't even try to hide it.

I watched as his eyes trailed over every inch and curve of my body.

Not gonna lie. It was hot.

"Are you here to see me?"

I scoff "Well actually I'm here to get help on some things so I can get a good grade on this midterm, but sure we'll go with that."

He holds the door open for me, making it a point to walk behind me until we reach his office.

He closes the door after he enters the office and I am immediately aware that we are alone.

I pull up a chair next to his and take out my study guide.

He scoots his chair closer to mine.

"So Feyre, how can I help?"

"Well I was really confused about predictive probability"

"Mhm"

His eyes focused on everywhere else on my body except my gaze.

"yeah and I also wanted to talk about how my name is trey and I have a basketball game tomorrowww, where I'm a point guard and I've got shoot game."

"Oh wow okay"

I clear my throat.

He finally looks me in the eyes.

"Are you okay Mason? or should I say...Professor Hayes?"

"Fuck, I love the way that sounds."

"Uhhhh what?" I question him.

He stares at me intently. "Say it again"