Chapter 107 Quiet Moment
Theron’s Point of View
“What do you think you are doing?” I heard Eden’s voice from behind me; I glanced briefly at her. She was still in the doorway, got inside, and closed the door. “Why are you out of bed? You haven’t been discharged yet.”
I was already so tired of staying in the hospital; it was so boring, so I took off the patient gown I was wearing. It was so painful, the bullet had damaged some vessels around my collarbone area, so my right arm hurts like a bitch. The nurses placed an arm sling on it, even though it makes the pain easier to bear, it has greatly hindered my movements because I am right-handed.
After struggling to bring my pants to my waist with one hand, I am unable to slip the button on my pants; apparently, you need two hands for something like that.
That was what I was struggling with when Eden’s voice interrupted me, but I am quite glad she was here; she could help me.
“As you can see, I am trying to get myself discharged,” I confessed, leaving the button of my fly open before turning towards her. She froze for a minute, and her eyes trailed down my chest toward the band of the trousers around my waist. “Aren’t you embarrassed ogling at the body of a sick patient?”
“I am not ogling!” She snapped, turning her face away from mine, and my lips curved into a small smirk as I walked towards her.
“Since you are here, you should help me.” My eyes flickered towards her hands, and I noticed how she gripped the doorknob as if trying not to run away.
“Please put on your medical gown, you are not fit to be discharged yet.” She ordered, and I shook my head. “You still need some treatment to help with the pain.”
“It isn’t anything serious, I am not going to be sleeping here,” I told her seriously. “I hate the smell of drugs and the air around the hospital.”
“You are a doctor.” She reminded me.
“Doesn’t mean I am going to love being in the hospital as a patient, since you are my attendant, we can bring my treatment home,” I suggested. “Meanwhile, please help me wear my clothes.”
“You are only slightly injured, according to you; your arms weren’t amputated.” She fired back. “Can’t you just manage with a little pain?”
“No,” I answered, and she rolled her eyes.
She reached for me hesitantly, slipping the button on for me, and a smile reached my lips. I liked just how small and relatively short she was compared to me; her eyes darted up suddenly, and I felt my heart quicken. Her soft, feminine scent tickled my nose.
Makes me want to lean into her hair and inhale deeply, but I hold myself back. Everything about her seemed to make me excited, especially when she was this close to me.
“I will need to take the sling off for a little bit.” She said, and I nodded, her fingers loosened the straps, and she took it off, picking my shirt from the bed, and placed it over my head. She was delicate, careful as not to put more strain on my arm and my shoulder blades.
I felt goosebumps prickling my skin the moment her warm fingers touched me unconsciously. My eyes remained fixed on hers as she helped button up my clothes. My eyes darted towards her chest, which was swollen forward.
And they trailed up towards her slender neck, pale and flawless, before reaching her soft jawline and her lips—there was a nasty cut at the sides, but instead of ruining her look, it only made her more appealing, and I was soon bubbling with need.
I should hold it, or she would call me a pervert again, but it was getting too much; I just couldn’t hold it anymore.
“I want to kiss you,” I confessed in a small whisper. She heard because her fingers stopped for a minute, and her eyes raised to meet mine. “I will give you a chance to step away from me if you don’t want it.”
I caught her arms, pushing her into my body, ignoring the pain in my arms, as my fingers brushed the hair around her face back, and I leaned in to kiss her. My teeth grazing over her wound, her body jolted slightly in my embrace.
Her scent was stronger now, seeping into my brain, influencing me to have more of her to taste more of her. I deepened the kiss, my tongue pressed against hers, and her hands went around my neck, holding me even closer.
There is not enough. For some reason, I wanted more, I wanted everything, to swallow her whole, but she pushed me slightly.
“We can’t do this here.” She whispered against my lips. Her breathing was hot and heavy against my skin, so I leaned into her neck, kissing the corner of her mouth, and trailed the kiss down to her neck, sucking on a particular spot there.
“Don’t you like it?” I asked curiously as I sank my teeth into the soft skin of her neck, holding her flesh in between my teeth. I pulled her even closer to myself as I buried my face in her chest, inhaling her scent deeply.
Her voice quivered as she said. “There will be nurses coming in anytime soon. They can’t find us like this.” Her body responded to the way my fingers massaged her spine, and I swear to God, if she wasn’t stopping me, I was going to take her right here on this lumpy bed.
“I don’t care about the nurses,” I confessed, but she stubbornly pushed back, stepping out of my embrace as she headed for the door, her face red and eyes heavy with embarrassment.
“I will go and prepare your discharge.” She muttered softly, and once again, she disappeared from the room.