As he went into the bathroom to get the first aid for her leg, Amy sat on the edge of the bed and began to brush her thick brown hair. She was slowly realizing how cozy the bed was and how tired she had become after her exciting day, hot shower, and the little bit of play she'd allowed herself in the shower. She laid back on the bed just wanting to test it to see if it was as comfortable as the thought it was and as soon as her head laid back, she was asleep.

She was awakened by a small tap on her leg. "You need to stay awake Amy, just in case you have a concusion. Now let me see your leg and take care of that scrape. This will sting a bit, but will clean it up real nice. I have some bandages so that it won't get infected too," Will had said nicely but firmly.

She sat up and lifted her leg a bit to him so that he could have a look at it. She tried to make sure that she kept the shirt down so that he wouldn't see that she'd left her panties in the bathroom. She studied it for a minute herself and noticed that it was deep, but not too long and just a few minor scrapes around it. She looked up at him smiling and she knew she was beginning to trust him despite her first instincts.

She winced a bit as he applied the disinfectant and her leg jumped. She hoped she'd not shown anything off but she couldn't tell any change in Will's face so she didn't think she did. She tried to make small talk to cover her discomfort and nervousness, but she couldn't think of that much to say other than, "So what is it that you do in here?"