He snuggled her to him. Nuzzling her.  Her voice gave her away. Years of the other kind of attention was known to do that. Everything about her at this moment told him he had a small window to peek into her heart she protected so vigilantly.<br/><br/>He had promised himself he would never get involved with anyone like that. Never get personal with a slave.  And he meant it about everyone but her. He didn't know why. There was no way he could make sense out of his behavior. All he knew was how he felt when they were together. And when they were apart he was thinking about how he felt when they were together.<br/><br/>It was that specialness about her that had him propelling all over campus in search of her rather than let Security find her. That same specialness propelled him to do other things people would say he was a bloody stupid bugger for doing.<br/><br/>Things like signing over his bonus as a down payment for her.  Setting up an appointment at the bank to take out a sizable personal loan. Bringing her purse fully intact here to his flat and placing it neatly in the empty drawer of his 7 drawer dresser in exactly the place that would make it easy for her to reach.<br/><br/>His heart had already decided she was staying.<br/><br/>"Glad that's settled," He said quietly. "I suppose we shall have to place the sock bin at the foot of the bed. Right or left side?"<br/><br/><br/>