"And why not?" Alecto demanded. "You love how I treat you," she declared, daring Spencer to deny it. "Or are you the one that is jealous?" She cocked her head and gave her student an evil grin.
The slightly-more-relaxed and playful tone pleased Alecto. She wanted the fear and respect from Spencer but she also wanted more. There was a balance and it was beginning to be struck. "An assignment you seem to be enjoying," she observed.
"I'm not sure a student gets to make that determination, Miss Fawcett," Alecto purred back.
Where had that come from? Spencer's tone had sent a shiver down her spine and made the ache between her legs double.