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Cade reached out and put a hand on Lottie’s shoulder, fingers curling around to grip it. “First of all I’d watch my tone and who I’m speaking to,” the Dominant declared.  “Second, I’d take responsibility for my actions.  Even if it wasn’t my choice, and even if it wasn’t planned; there was a choice made and now it had to be dealt with.  Third, because yes, it does seem excessive to make someone do a year over for missing the end of a term, I’d take it up with the grievance board; to hopefully help set a precedent for other students to benefit from.” He released her shoulder.  “And finally; I’d do the work instead of looking for someone to take care of it for me, or acting like I’m somehow entitled to get out of it. And maybe, the grievance board would adjust the professors decision.  Or maybe not.  Then I’d ask for help.  Actual help; not take care of this for me so I don’t have to do it.”  

Cade pulled a card form his jacket pocket, with the address of his office on it. “And if you’re ready for that kind of help Lottie; I’m still at work most days of the week; either the office or the waterfront condos,  but I’d be willing to help with the actual work.”  

Lottie’s eyes narrowed at his warning but she knew Oz respected the man and if Cade complained about her she could end up being punished, something she really didn’t fancy.  Letting out her breath she calmed down a little as she listened to his advice.  Annoyed and frustrated that he seemed to think her instinct was to try and get out of it by less than legal means, something which she was considering but still annoying that he could work it out, she gave a slight nod of agreement.

Taking his card she glanced at it before sliding it into her pocket.  “Thank you Sir, I’ll think it through,” she promised while not making any specific promise to him.  “May I go now?”

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