ARREN.Katerina's wound wasn't deep.The clinic staff cleaned and wrapped it. The whole thing took twenty minutes, and I stood by the window the entire time with my hands in my pockets and my mind somewhere else entirely.When they were done I drove her home.She invited me in and I went because it was easier than standing on the doorstep and having the conversation that would happen if I didn't. Her place was warm and she moved through it with the ease of someone who had already decided how the day was going to go.She turned around gave me her most practiced, sultry look as she lowered herself on her leather arm chair, exposing enough skin that would have made another man fall at her feet.Sensing what was coming, I warned, "Katerina.""You've been so stressed." She got up suddenly and crossed toward me, trailing a long red fingernail down my chest. "You don't have to be. I can take care of you, you know?""Get some rest," I said. “You were hurt.”She faltered, but she didn’t back
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