“Noelle. Sweetheart. As much as I want to carry you to bed right now and make love to you until we run out of breath, someone could hear. These walls are thin.” And we really don’t want to be caught in your dorm, with all of your students around. “I guess we’ll have to be really quiet then,” she said, nibbling on my earlobe. “Because I’d very much like you to be inside me, my sweet grumpy professor.”