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"Ah... I'm going to be late. I've never missed the morning patrol before..."
Catherine Carter threw back the covers, glanced at the clock on the wall, and a flash of slight panic crossed her still-flushed, pretty face.
She then cast another look at Leonard Churchill lying beneath her and asked with a smile, "Will you rest a little longer? I must go out now."
The young lady from the Lionheart family was likely used to high status, as she had taken the lead most of last night in a gesture that was ambiguous yet intimate.
Leonard Churchill, on the other hand, hadn't felt any particular way about it, instead he was happy to enjoy this laid-back pleasure.
He wasn't one to sleep in either, so he sat up, conveniently with one hand still holding Catherine's elastic bottom, and said, "No, I should be getting up too."
