Back off.

"Sorry," you say, backing off. "I think I just lost myself for a second. I never get to see you dressed down like this and well, you look really hot."

"I see," Shannon says, pulling a lock of her long brown hair behind her ear. "Thank you for the compliment. I'm sure you understand, though, my duties come first."

"Totally," you say. It takes every ounce of willpower in your body to not stare at her tits. You can see them in your peripheral vision, rising and falling with every breath. "So, later then? I forgot what I was gonna say."

-Shannon seems to approve of your tact and even gave you a passing glance of interest-

"Later. stay out of trouble." She closes the door gently. You can't help but think you salvaged that as good as you possibly could.

The exchange leaves you feeling hollow. You know the book works, but... it feels like you could do so much more with it.