I can't wait to see him.
I decide to throw on a short, light pink, flowy dress that is also very low cut in the front.
He thinks he's going to tempt me but I'd be happier if he gave in first.
I enter his office halfway through office hours because I didn't want to be there early and have someone walk in on us.
That would be embarrassing, not to mention terrible for his job if we were reported.
I walk into the open office and find him sitting across from Amanda.
Haven't seen her in a while.
I take the only open seat next to Mason.
Amanda gives me a look.
I haven't missed that.
She really doesn't have a reason to hate me, She could easily go for the Professor, it's not like we are exclusive or anything. We haven't talked about that.
Mason smiles at me and swiftly brings his chair closer to mine as if they weren't close enough.
Amanda seems to be asking him a question so I choose to not interrupt their conversation.
I pull out my homework for the week and notice the note written on the top.
'25/26! We should celebrate, ;)'
I look up to Mason and hold in a laugh.
He's brave. What if someone had seen that?
He looks invested into his conversation with Amanda.
I focus on working on solving the point I missed.
After around two minutes, Amanda lets out an exaggerated laugh.
I chuckle, she has one of those laughs that make you laugh from just hearing it. I ship them a little bit.
I go back to focusing on my work when I feel Mason's hand on my knee.
My body tenses. I look down at my lap and shift my leg to get rid of his hand.
This is not the time.
His hand returns to my knee.
What is he doing?
I use my hand to try pushing his touch away but he isn't budging.
I try not to let this phase me and return to my work yet again when he begins slowly rubbing my knee.
I sneak a glance at him and he is completely unfazed, still invested in the conversation.
"So with the posterior probability, it's just a matter of figuring out the distance between each posterior and just graphing?" Amanda asks him
"No, it's more of looking at the density curve based on the probabilities of the successes and failures." He replies
He moves his hand up higher on my thigh, rubbing slow circles.
"What about the posterior density?" She questions
"yeah, that's part of it so where plus f equals n, you'll find n plus 1 to the power of s multiplied by t." He explains.
He moves the bottom of my dress upward so he doesn't have anything restricting his touch as he moves his hand higher
"Oh okay, so the degree of belief?" She clarifies with him.
"Yeah you're basically trying to find the limit."
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