-Since it was already late and the classes were over, Meg went straight back home. Had a nice shower, and repeated inside her head what had happened between her teacher and herself that afternoon. Obvious was to say that the little demon, as some friends called her sometimes, ended touching herself again under the shower's spray, thinking of Castiel!-

-How was she supposed to go back to study now, knowing he was there? How to focus on what he says, when all of her thought would be probably focused on how good he looks, or how hot his voice is????-

-Castiel isn't the only one screwed here!-