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He kept following through the dark, enjoying the click of her heels. There were few sounds Stas loved more than a confident and sexy woman's high heels slapping the floor. He smirked in the dark of the empty classroom. They'd get into some kind of trouble if they were found, but it was nearly the end of the semester and he found that he truly didn't care anymore.
"I doubt that very much," he whispered back in a smooth undertone. "You are never helpless." Another compliment and he was beginning to feel completely off balance. He didn't want to admit that Sunny really was turning him into a fluffy bunny.
He reached out and cupped her shoulders with his hands as if to deny how very whipped he was. He traced little lines with his thumbs. "But you know I am always willing to be of service."
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