Emelie mulled over what she'd written so far for the paper. The topic required making some kind of historical argument, using Archaic, Classical, and Hellenistic Greek art pieces as evidence. Emelie had several ideas of what she wanted to say, but she didn't know how to assert them in a way that made sense.

After a few moments, Emelie realized Carlisle wasn't giving her any feedback. She stopped talking and glanced back at him, and realized that he wasn't paying attention to her at all.

His gaze was fixed on her skirt.

This surprised Emelie, and she knew she should have been appalled that he was looking at her, but...