"Ouch! Take it easy Mr. sexy nurse," I yelped as Ivan dressed my wound.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" he asked and looked at me with concern.
"I am pretty sure. This is just a scratch. I've gotten worse wounds from my sister Terry when we fought in our youth," I commented.
Ivan and I were sitting in the living room after the whole ordeal was over which occurred half an hour ago.