*Nick*
“Hi Doc.. do you have a moment to check up on my scratch ?” I open the door to the suite and poke my head in. “Jackson said I could find you here… I have work to do, so..”.
“Scratch ? Oh you mean stab wound ? Sure come on in, I’ll take a look at it”. I hear her call from the bedroom. As I close the door she comes walking into the living room, sending me a warm smile.
She is wearing some rather fitted pants and what looks like a Man’s undershirt, a flannel shirt tied around her waist and a scarf tied around her hair, making my eyes run over her. “Well… hi again”.
“Hi Nick”. She looks at me a bit weirdly. “Okay let us get you out of that shirt”.
“Always busy getting me undressed are we ?” I look at her raising one eyebrow.
She rolls her eyes. “Are you gonna play coy with
