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other on his lower back. “I’m fine.”
    â€œDo you want another pink Band-Aid?” Anna offered a weak smile.
    â€œJust how many am I going to need by the time I leave here tonight?” A corner of Karl’s mouth curved upwards.
    So he wasn’t planning on playing sleepovers.
    â€œI won’t be offended if you want to head home now, I seem to be an accident-magnet lately,” Anna said.
    Karl glanced toward the front door as if pondering her suggestion, then looked into her eyes. “I’ll take my chances,” he said. “Let’s get it right this time.”
    Relief flooded Anna’s body, soon replaced by a deep need to feel his skin against hers.
    â€œTake three,” Karl said, moving closer. “And. . .action,” he whispered, his breath warming her face as their lips became one.
    * * *
    â€œOh, wing rot!” Lulu snapped her fingers in disappointment as she huddled in the alley alongside Anna’s apartment block. Through the window, Karl and Anna were entwined in an embrace that would only lead to one thing if she didn’t concoct another intervention quick smart. She’d thought the bleeding finger would get the ball rolling and the fire alarm would be the final straw to send Karl home, but no – apparently her powers were no match for rampant testosterone.
    She crossed her arms and chewed her bottom lip, glancing at the drizzle around her, but not on her. A perk of the job was the ability to modify aspects of the weather. She couldn’t make it rain, that was reserved for experienced Cloud Nine angels, but could manipulate it once it had started, and she’d sectioned off an area to keep dry while she performed her stalking surveillance duties.
    Wait! Lulu’s breath halted high in her chest as an idea struck her. Of course!
    She raised her arms and swirled them in a clockwise direction, then with a big thrust, pushed her palms downward like a plummeting elevator and the drizzle became pouring rain.
    â€œThat should do it.” Lulu smiled and waited, glancing periodically at the intensifying embrace through the window. Anna’s hair was loose from its chignon and Karl’s shirt was unbuttoned. “C’mon, c’mon,” she muttered.
    Karl stopped and took his phone from his pocket. Lulu rubbed her earlobe and Karl’s voice travelled through the air toward her.
    â€œWhat? What do you mean it’s leaking?” Karl scrunched his face in annoyance and Anna placed her hands on her hips. “All over the sofa? Oh man!” He ran a hand through his hair and shook his head. “Cover anything electrical, I’ll be right there.”
    Karl returned his phone to his pocket and turned to Anna. “I’m sorry, I have to go.” He buttoned his shirt. “That was my brother. The roof on our penthouse is leaking and the furniture’s getting soaked.”
    â€œOh no,” Anna replied. “It’s okay, go sort it out.” She crossed her arms and leaned back to perch on the edge of the dining table.
    Karl disappeared from view for a moment and reappeared in the front window near the entry. “I’ll call you.” He grabbed the umbrella and dashed to his car.
    â€œYes!” Lulu pumped the air with her fist as if she’d just scored a goal in a game of basketball. But this game involved people’s lives, and despite this small success, she knew it would still be a challenge to get a slam-dunk.
    * * *
    The fan by the bed cooled Anna’s skin as she floated in and out of dreams. In one, she’d pulled a pink Band-Aid covered Karl out of a blazing fire. In another, she’d had to walk through broken glass to get to him. In this dream though, she was simply reliving the magical kiss they’d shared after their date. It felt real, probably because it had actually happened. But this kiss was even better, as though the dream enhanced all aspects of the sensory