"For some strange reason," she crossed her arms over her chest and stood before him, "you being naked in animal form doesn't do much for me." She was close enough to him that if he reached out, she'd be within his grasp, but she kept herself off her bed for fear of being completely distracted from work. Rose had an iron will most days and it was thanks almost entirely to this (and her sense of sadism) that they hadn't had sex yet. Still, like any girl she had moments of weakness. And now seemed like one of them. If there was anything she'd rather be doing than homework, it was spend time with Gar.
"Your hope, foolish as it is, is sometimes inspiring." She looked down at him, amusement clearly written on her face, stepping just close enough that her legs just barely brushed against his. For a moment, she considered falling on top of him, but she held her ground instead.