"This is probably the purpose of this hotel," Cayenne commented while lying her head on Stefan's chest. "I can't believe we become like those students who skip classes and do things like this here."
"I'm not a student, sweetheart."
"Hmph! Are you washing your hands and blame me alone?"
"Of course, not," Stefan answered at once while caressing her naked back. His feathery touches felt a little ticklish and a little hot which made her hum in pleasure. "I have never skipped my class in the past. Travis would have probably hung me on the roof beam if I did it."
"We never talked about it, but how were you as a student?"
"I was only second to Travis all the time. He was always excellent in all the things he did and he never worked on something half-heartedly. I wasn't jealous of him, though. Despite being compared to him for several years, I was glad that we are friends. He helped me and guided me about certain things to make sure that I won't walk the wrong path."
