Katerina leans into the kiss, only for it to break away briefly after. With a mock frown she pops another M&M into her mouth, then offers him one, pressing her fingers to his lips.
"I never said I was going to stop," she grinned devilishly, wiggling on his lap.
Sliding off his lap ever so slowly she sauntered over to the table and left the M&Ms while grabbing an empty glass from the night before.
"Need some water I think," she hummed, sliding into the ensuite bathroom connected with the hotel room.
Turning the tap on, she stared at her face in the mirror, her nose still purple around the edges from being broken. It only stung now, even though everything had happened the night before. Arya had set it back in place, and other than a bit of a nosebleed Katerina would be fine, if not a little sore.
Leaving the tap on, Katerina undressed, knowing Kevin couldn't see her from where he sat on the bed. Like a tease she tossed her shirt and pants out the open door, letting him see the clothes fling into the room, an obvious indicator of what the blonde was doing. Lastly came her corset which she tossed out, and then her lingerie. Standing naked and gorgeous, she turned off the tap and turned to start the shower, waiting for Winters to come looking for the naked woman.
They'd been lucky to find one working crutch in the hotel, something Arya utilized while her burnt leg healed. She had found an old pair of sweats and rolled one leg up high enough so the fabric couldn't rub on the bubbled and scarred skin. Moving around was a little difficult but it didn't stop her. Arya visited Shrake first, trying to get some normalcy in her day even though their was a huge gap missing. Emberly. They had grown to be fast friends, and losing Derulo had already been hard enough on the doctor, who hated seeing her mates fall in action and not being able to save them. But Ember...Ember had sacrificed herself for the other three, and somehow it didn't feel fair.
After Shrake. Arya wandered to where she'd been told Al was staying, knocking on his door softly. If Arya was taking this hard, she had no idea how Al was doing. No one had seen him since the night before though, and it was now midday. Knocking, she waited quietly in the hall, waiting to see whether he'd answer the door or not.