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His lengthy body dropped down on her side as she pulled him away, whispering, "Are you a dog? You bite me every time."

Now that she was awake, she bit her bottom lip and asked him a question in the dark, her heart pounding from realizing what he had done to her. "What brings you to me? Do you not have a bed of your own?”

She then reached and felt to make sure she was indeed on the floor.

Clarence scoffed, saying, "You took my quilt away."

“Stella, you're welcome.”

“You don't have to come and sleep on the floor with me, do you?"

Clarence: "I head to the quilt's location."

"What did you do just now?" She asked.

Why would he do that, even if it was for the quilt?

"Perform conjugal duties."

Stella "....."

Clarence’s fingers brushed her waist, his towering frame drew nearer, and his warm breath hung in the air.

Unconsciously getting tense, she pushed his large, unkempt hands and said, "What are you doing now? Return to your own bed now."

"Have you ever seen a couple sle