Let Her Rest

Carrie doesn’t appear to be in any immediate danger. Her breathing is regular and she doesn’t seem to be running a fever. You want to keep a close watch on her though.

You grab a coffee and sit by her bed. You barely notice the sun begin to set. Carrie stirs. Her eyes snap open.

“Nick, you saved me.”

“Carrie, you’re awake. How are you feeling?”

“I’m so cold, Nick. Will you hold me?”

You wrap your arms around her. She does feel quite cold. She seems to be staring at you strangely.

“What happened to you up there, Carrie?”

You words seems to break her fixation.

“I don’t remember much, I came in and they escorted me up to legal. Vespa…”

“Carrie?”

“Vespa met me and tried to hire me. I said no, but her eyes were so beautiful. I must have passed out after that. Fuck, I’m thirsty.”

“I’ll get you some water.”

You stroll into the kitchen and grab a cup. You fill it with tap water and head back. Carrie is playing with her hair and eyeing you hungrily. You hand her the glass of water.

“Thanks, Nick.”

She takes a sip and makes a face. She puts it down on her nightstand. She gives her finger a playful suck.

“Nick, I simply have to thank you for rescuing me. Want to fuck me?”

“Carrie, I’m not sure now…”

“Don’t make me beg, Nick.”

“You sure about this?”

She licks her lips. “Absolutely. One thing though. The clasp on my necklace is stuck. Can you help me take it off?”