Nina smiled; cocked her head. Did she tell him? No. Of course not. He knew they had sex but she would never divulge the details to sweet Jeritza. It would break his heart.

But the look of concern, brief as it was, was a pleasure in itself.

Nina went over the first line, then the second, digging deeper before she pulled back, looking satisfied. She traced all three of them with her fingertip slowly, pressing into the wound and pulled back with a blood coated finger that she teasingly booped against his nose.

"I already did." It was an "N" etched in his skin, mirrored against the D on her own body.