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“Well, I do You need someone to stitch it up so the scar ain’t bad”

“It’s my face!”

“And I gotta look at it,” I replied as I walked out of her room

It didn’t takemy boots on as Rose walked back into my room

“Sorry for the way tonight ended,” I said ruefully “Duty calls”

“Oh, quiet,” she said, waving her hand like she was brushing ood time I just wish Kara hadn’t hurt herself”

“Yeah, me, too”

“I helped her put some sweats and a zip-up hoodie on over her pajamas,” Rose said as I stuffed o”

“Thanks, baby,” I replied, pausing so I could kiss her

“You better wash your hands,” she said, pulling ers away from her cheek so she could kiss my palm “You smell like you, me, and a faint whiff of condom”

“Shit,” I muttered

“Do you need uys?” Rose asked as she followed me to kitchen “She can’t ride on the back of your bike like that”

“Nah, I’ll take the Mustang”

“You have a Mustang?” she asked, grinning

“1964, fully restored, flat black,” I said, glancing at her as I washedthe old ladies purr”

“We’re so getting down in the backseat of your car,” she whispered as Kara came down the hallway

“Sounds good,” I replied

“Okay, this is really starting to hurt,” Kara complained

“You ready, princess?”

“Yeah”

I herded the wohts as ent

“Send me a picture of your stitches,” Rose told Kara as alked outside “I have a gnarly pic of the stitches I got when I was little and we can compare”

“I’ cool,” Kara replied “Like ju off the roof”

“Why, so you can look like an idiot?” Ithe front door Rose snickered

“I tripped over my brother’s shoes,” Rose said out the side of her mouth “And hit my head on the coffee table”

“Dang,” Kara muttered

“But I told everyone that I got in a fight”

“No way,” hter said, her eyes wide

“No one believed“They won’t believe you, either”