Cara hummed softly and raised her eyebrows at the suggestion. She knew he was teasing her, he usually did when she threatened her hair with anything more than a trim. Call it vanity but she loved her long hair, even if it did irritate her some times.

She looked back at him as he moved behind her, tensing for a brief moment as his hands went from her shoulders to her neck for only tje reason that she was ticklish. Melting in his hands as he massaged the tension away and curling into his hold with a content sigh.

"Yeah, they always seem to happen after I get out of a Professor Glasner lecture. So I'm guessing it's either the bad cigars he thinks he secretly smokes or his equally bad and cheap cologne," she said. "How's your English assignment going?" she askedn wating to change the subject.