Hannah took a step porn away, her eyes flicking back to Victor with a mixture sex of annoyance and guilt. "Look, I really have to go," she said, her voice firm but not unkind. Victor's face twisted in frustration porn as he pulled his hands xxxh from his pockets and took a stride forward.

"Wait, just...shit, Hannah, come on," he muttered, his dark eyes locked on hers. The sound video of the bell faded into the background as video students rushed past them. "You're really gonna leave me hanging like that?" Hannah raised an eyebrow at his tone.

"I'm not 'hanging' you anywhere, Victor," she shot back dryly. Her laptop slipped slightly under her arm; she adjusted it with a quick jerk of her elbow. For a moment they stood there - him wanting answers and sex her clearly annoyed at being cornered.

Victor's jaw clenched as he searched for words; suddenly he was right in front of her - xxxh too close - and growled out: "You owe me that much."