Never Getting Her Back novel Chapter 4

Clara froze for a second before quickly catching on and grabbing the phone from him. "I didn't buy anything. That's probably just a message about discounted airline tickets."

Damon was about to dig into it but held off when he saw she wasn't up for the conversation. Clara had never lied to him before, had she?

He set his phone down, gave a small nod, and was about to wash up when Clara stopped him and pulled a first-aid kit from the cabinet.

"A glass shard scratched your back. Let me help with that," she said.

Damon hesitated, then sat on the couch and shrugged off his jacket. A small cut came into view. It wasn't deep. No one had noticed since it was on his back, except Clara.

He observed her as she carefully cleaned the wound with a cotton swab, his mind slipping back to that letter. "Clara, about the letter today—"

She cut him off before he could finish. "Keep the wound dry when you shower later, or it might get infected. And be more careful next time you get in a fight. No one's going to be around to patch you up after this."

Damon missed her last words because his thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

He looked up. "What did you say?"

Clara shook her head, tied off the gauze, and headed to the bedroom.

By the time she finished blow-drying her hair, Damon had already showered and come out. He slipped his arms around her waist and leaned in for a kiss, but she turned her head, dodging the warmth of his lips.

Her tone was light. "I'm on my period. I want to get some rest."

Damon didn't push it. He tucked the blanket around her and switched off the light.

…

The next morning was bright and clear.

Clara was in the bathroom when she heard a commotion downstairs. After freshening up, she stepped out to find Giselle arriving with a group.