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He laughed as the sheet slid down her frame. It was only to hide his sheer amazement at the view He received. Perfect, perky tits cupped perfectly in a perfect little bralette. A sight he wouldnât soon forget. âOh my godâŠhaha.â He said leaning over to the small entrance hallway and flicking the door so it swung back shut, for her sake. âWhy..how are you in this situation?â He asked curiously, though still taking into account his surroundings. Ever a police officer, he looked down to his flowers and scoffed. âI mean after this, you may deserve them more than my daughter. Are you okay? Hurt?â He asked placing the flowers on the desk beside him and shuffling off his jacket, as if he was preparing to have to physically tear the restraints off her.
Her cheeks turned into a more darker red tone as a laugh rolled over his lips, she was even more embarrassed now. At least she had her pretty looking lingerie on. âItâs a long story,â she shook her head not feeling like elaborating much, it would probably just make her blush even harder. His concerns about her well being made her relax a little. âMaybe I do,â she agreed with a soft laugh and a sigh, looking anywhere but at him for a moment before looking up and offering him a smile. âIâm not hurt or anything, donât worry. Itâs just⊠uh, this is going to be awkward,â the blush was back and she averted her gaze. âI had a guy here last night, we did some experimenting and apparently that asshole thought it would be funny to wake up before me, tie me back to my bed and leave.â Here it was, the reason why she was in such position. After all he saw her breasts, there was nothing much to hide anyway.
He recalled his days in these very halls. Of course, back then they were different. And certainly not so many of them. Otherwise he wouldn't feel like he was in a maze trying to find his daughter. Maybe this girl knew her, after he saved her, he was certainly going to try and buy her coffee to calm her down. Ryley always was one of the best. "You poor thing. Boys suck." He laughed and rolled his sleeves up. It was warm, but the jacket looked nice. Casual. And his daughter had bought it for him, so he thought it would be nice to wear it for her. Stepping closer as he rolled the second sleeve up properly, he peered down at the tiny blonde strapped to the bed. Eyes wandering. Mind following suit. "He does sound like an asshole. But.." his voice drifting. Eyes trailing back up to hers. "You are definitely a sight all helpless, hun." His warm smile breaking through his manicured beard. A small laugh coming out as well.
















