" Our teacher, Mr. Stratton, was way distracting with his angular face and broad shoulders. The dark-rimmed glasses he wore had caused many a breathy sigh from his students when he’d adjusted them on his face.
One time he’d bitten his lip, pulling it between his teeth in a totally sexy way and I swear, I could smell the estrogen surge in the room. "

― Katrina Abbott , Masquerade (The Rosewoods, #2)