“You’re injured.”
“My mouth’s just fine.”
If Harlow let him kiss her, if she kissed him, she wouldn’t be able to control what came next. Before being forced to make a choice between surrendering or resisting, there was a knock at the apartment’s front door in the room beyond, which she supposed Bale would answer.
“Guess that’s your crew.”
Harlow didn’t knock when she arrived at Bale’s apartment anymore. As far as she’d seen, Ryske’s crew didn’t either. In all the time she’d spent there, she’d never seen the doctor have another visitor. If the crew were knocking, she supposed Bale must have locked the door, or maybe she’d done it by mistake, which would be why one of the guys would have to knock to get in.
Ryske must have thought the same thing. “They won’t interrupt us,” he said, keep
