I soak up her blood, dabbing gently while examining the rest of her body, making sure she didn’t hurt anything else. I’m checking over her arms when her eyes flutter open. “I . . . I can see your nipples,” she says. Of course, that would be the first thing out of her mouth. I glance down at my chest and then back up at her. “That’s because you puked on my back.” “No, that doesn’t sound like me,” she says. “I don’t do embarrassing things like that.” “Well, you did, then you passed out, hit your head, and reopened your wound.” “Are you sure?” “Yes,” I say, letting out a heavy sigh. “You seem
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