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THIRTEEN

Amethyst

It was late,or early, depending on how you thought of it, but I had fallen asleep next to Davit.

And when I awoke, I waited for the regret.

It came, but not as fast as it should have.

No, what I felt at first was happiness, comfort, feelings that had no place here.

Nothing but fear and anger had a place here, but I couldn’t think about that now.

Instead, I showered, at first sad to be washing away his scent, then shocked by another realization.

I didn’t linger and instead got out and dressed quickly.

Found him in my kitchen with a glass on the counter and bread and peanut butter out and open.

He shrugged as I stared at him. “You told me to make myself at home.”

“I don’t remember saying that,” I said. I shook my head, then sat at the small kitchen table and waited for him to finish.

He came over with a plate and nodded toward one of the sandwiches.

I took a bite, then looked up at him. “Peanut butter and jelly?”

“It’s an American favorite, right?”

“Something an all-American boy like you remembers from childhood,” I said with a laugh.

“Yes. That. Or my research is thorough,” he responded.

“Did you grow up here?”

Not a conversation I should be having, or one that I should even have cared about, but when had I had any sense when it came to Davit?

“Oh, no,” he responded.

“You barely have an accent. And only sometimes,” I commented.

“I worked very hard to get rid of it,” he said.

“Why?”

He looked at me. I laughed, shook my head. “Oh, yeah. Obviously, so you could trick idiots like me,” I said.

“You’re not an idiot, Amethyst,” he said quietly.

“I just had unprotected sex with a criminal who’s blackmailing me. Would you care to reevaluate that assessment?”

“I’m clean,” he said.

“You’re very nonchalant about this,” I said.

“I assume you are too,” he responded without answering my question.

“Yeah,” I said.

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