"Marcus," Emily's voice rang in Marcus' head.
Marcus snapped out of his fantasy. He stood straight, slightly clutching Emily's shoulders.
A while ago, he imagined violating Emily's lips. His hands calmly navigated around her heavenly body like an experienced captain traversing an unknown sea. But as stated, it was all in his imagination.
Marcus chuckled and went back to massaging her shoulders "I'm sorry, I was thinking of that show I last watched."
"What show was it?" Emily asked. The reason why Emily called him out was that she could feel a hard object poking her upper back. As an adult, she already knew what it was, but to avoid an awkward situation, she didn't bring it up.
"It was nothing really, just an action film." Marcus quickly answered.
Emily checked the time "Shouldn't you head for class?"
"Ahem, you're right. By the way, how many classes do you have left?" Marcus removed his hands from her shoulders and backed away.
