I nodded and fished my keys out from my bag, which was sitting by the door. We made our way into the living room, where a massive sectional wrapped around in three directions. A huge flat screen was mounted to the wall, at least seventy inches I'd guess. Iryna slid back into a corner of couch, elevating her leg. I placed a few cushions under her injury and set the ice pack on it. I sat a cushion away, in the middle of the long section of the sofa. Iryna looked a bit disappointed. The front door closed as Martin left, and I was acutely aware of Iryna and my aloneness, and for the first time since I'd met her I felt awkward.
"Carrie?"
"Yes?"
"In the car, I made you uncomfortable, yes?"
I looked down. "No. I just, ... I've never... Umm." God! What the hell? I couldn't think straight.
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