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Xavier stares at her and can't decide if he's more startled, confused, or pissed. "Did my mother convince you to do this?"Kimberly smiles slightly, leaning back on Xavier's bed, coquettish. Trying for coquettish. It doesn't work for her - she is too nervous. Even Xavier, usually too oblivious to notice such things, can see it."Florence doesn't know I'm here.""Then how did you get in here?"

"A key, of course."

Xavier feels a prickle of anger rising from his chest. "And where the fuck did you get a key to my room?"Kimberly smirks and doesn't answer, just swings one of her long legs; it's dangling off the side of the bed, his bed, and very bare.Xavier is really hoping there are clothes on beneath the sheet she's covering her upper body with. But, given her expression, her overall demeanor, he assumes there isn't. "I'm going to go," Xavier begins, backing up toward the door, "to the greenhouse. You're going to put the key you stole on my desk, then you're going to leave. And we're never going to speak of this again."Her smile disappears; she sits up so fast that the sheet pools at her waist - and yep, she has nothing on.Xavier averts his eyes and gets the fuck out of there.