The next few days passed by quickly, and relatively normally. Mike tried to keep himself occupied, working out and running with Emma when his bruises had healed enough. Normal enough, all things considered. Sarah kept trying to seduce him, wearing low cut tops and her magic sex apron that he found so damn alluring. He had to keep finding excuses to keep her greedy little sex starved fingers off of him, which, of course, only seem to encourage her to pursue him more aggressively. Emma was strangely quiet around him. She wasn't rude, or indifferent, but not her usual self. Then again, she'd never been very talkative, so it didn't...