"You don't want me to pull away thought," Auguste said, not backing off. "You keep mentioning the rules and the regulations and all of that, but I'm not a fool even if I do have amnesia. Your concern is the rules but that doesn't extend to how you feel here..." He actually reached up and placed his hand upon her breast where her heart was and he could feel it racing in her chest.<br/><br/>His hand gently squeezed before he pulled it away from her chest once again.<br/><br/>"This isn't about the laws as far as I'm concerned. We're here in my room where nobody could ever know what has transpired here. And this is why I brought you here and made you a servant to me directly. I want to know the truth. I want to know exactly what our relationship was because I've read through some of the papers on my desk and it seems to suggest that we weren't just friends. I read a paper about a timw when we kissed as children and...."<br/><br/>He sighed heavily and then leaned in, kissing her softly on the lips after a brief moment of hesitation. He wasn't entirely sure how she would respond to all of this, but he wanted to gauge her reaction to blatant infractions to these laws that she kept mentioning while they were in a private space.