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          He shrugged slightly, dropping down so that his head was in her lap, his fingers tapping gently on her stomach. He knew that he hadn’t forced her into anything, but he preferred to think like he had rather than her being willing and possibly even starting the whole thing off. “I don’t think anybody could want another person as much as I want you. I just wish you hadn’t been my student, is all. It would make things a whole lot easier. And we could actually go out and get dinner together instead of having to order it every night.”

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    Flora smiled softly, blood rushing to her cheeks at his words. Her hand came up and rested on top of his head, softly running through his hair in a loving manner. She shrugged, shaking her head at his words. “I know baby, but— I am, and sometimes I think its alright because if I hadnt I probably wouldve never met you. Besides, no one else is lucky enough to have dinner at their man’s place. and then get to stay the night. Just me.” She’s trying to make him smile, because honestly, she hates it when he gets like this.