" She responded with another beautiful smile.Just then the projector kicked on and a slide from her presentation was on the screen behind us. "I reall... do need to practice my presentation now." She switched tracks without hesitation. "Thanks so much for all of your help." She turned to her laptop and clicked on her first slide to start over."It's no problem." Was the best I could manage.A little off kilter from all of this I stepped back and moved towards the table. I slowly dragged it back. How he yearned to be just a few years older so that day could be tomorrow. Tomorrow! That was when he would make his feelings known to her. He would bring her to their spot, take her hands in his and declare his intentions. After that they would kiss. Their first real kiss. Or perhaps he would kiss her first and then pour his heart out to her. Whatever felt right at the moment. Will the right moment come tomorrow? He wondered. It was easy enough to imagine leaning forward, taking her face in. ”“That’s not necessarily true.” He said, folding his hands on top of the desk. “The issue is not lack of staff. It’s that staff members simply don’t have the time to orchestrate personalized projects for dozens of students. On top of that, the vast majority of students who take an Honours Program simply are not cut out for it. I firmly believe that you would excel if you took on the extra coursework. With all of that said, I would be willing to serve as your instructor should you decide you are. "Scream and you're dead," he snarled holding his knife to her neck."P-please," she begged, but her voice caught in her throat.With his knife still pressed against her throat he forced her to climb the stairs and into her own bedroom. With a powerful shove he pushed her onto her own bed. He followed her down, his knee pushed hard against her chest forcing all the air out of her lungs leaving her gasping for air. With his sharp knife he attacked her coat buttons cutting them off one by one..