"Don't tempt me."

She looks up at him at last, eyes burning with a cold intensity that betrays her seriousness. It wouldn't be the first time.

But she tamps down the rush of adrenaline. She can see the bruises up and down his body as if they were exposed to her, every color, every shape. Her brows knit a little tighter, and her voice drops.

"Come lay down. Please."