It was an afternoon text.

She had a bit of a post-lunch shut-eye, and when she snapped out of it on her desk, he was on her mind.

I suddenly feel very aroused by you. 

He didn't respond immediately to her text, but they met later in the evening with a bunch of friends.

They caught a moment alone, and he kissed her.

"Did you really feel aroused by me earlier?" he smirks.

"Who else do you think would arouse me?"

"Really?"

"Why are you so surprised?"

"I don't know this is new territory for me," he says.

"What is, me being sexually aroused by you?"

He nods.

She turns. Just before she leaves, she says, "I must be doing something wrong."