She was on the high end of the "average" height for a woman. She wasn't vertically challenged, but she also wasn't tall; and that meant that Aaron had a good six inches on her. Not that she'd really noticed, considering she was still immersed in her book --even when he turned to speak to her. "I somehow knew that," she responded almost petulantly, and when he gave her what had to be one of the most cheesiest come-on lines she'd ever heard.. she finally glanced up to look at him in annoyance.
..And felt the strangest sense of déjà vu as her pale orbs crashed across his chocolate curls.
Her lovely face twisted with confusion, and she was about to ask if he'd ever taken one of her classes when he became extraordinarily interested in her book. And then proceeded to exclaim to the entire coffeshop that she was reading a porno. She rolled her eyes at his antics, stuffed the book into her over-the-shoulder knapsack, and crossed her arms underneath her ample chest. If they'd been at a store on campus, she would've been more concerned. As of now, she was simply furious that she hadn't gotten to finish her chapter.
"Elena," she quipped. "If you actually behaved your age, I'd tell you that my students call me Dr. Batemen.. but I'm afraid you're likely still learning how to read, do show-and-tell, and play with your dollies." She leaned forward as if to tell him a secret. "I don't teach five-year-olds, you see." Her face was quite serious, and only her eyes betrayed the simmering wit and impishness that she was feeling.