"I think I'd prefer drinking the night away sometimes," she mused, heaving a sigh and picking at her pastry as she watched him. "What do you think we should do tonight? Or do you think you'll be staying in?"
Then her gaze dropped to his bandaged throat, and remembered her own bandaged hip, which still made maneuvering rather uncomfortable for her. Maybe the shower would make that feel better? "How are you feeling, by the way?"
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Then her gaze dropped to his bandaged throat, and remembered her own bandaged hip, which still made maneuvering rather uncomfortable for her. Maybe the shower would make that feel better? "How are you feeling, by the way?"