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“As long as you both are consenting, which it sounds like she kissed you, then no. You should be just fine.” She smiles at me one more time. “Now get to chopping, you’re slacking.”
Audrey hasn’t been my nurse for about a week now, and I’m starting to wonder if she’s doing that on purpose. Not being around her is making me a lot sadder than I ever thought it would. I don’t know who I’m trying to fool—the two of them had me fucked up after only spending a couple of hours together at the club.
?*I blamed it on falling asleep after a session and tried chalking that up to my body just being comfortable around them, but I think it was a lot more than that…
But in that same breath, I’m trying to keep my distance too. I can’t be caught up in some kind of work romance with a goddamn married woman, let alone in this small town with how closed-minded people can be. Plus there’s Daniella. I don’t want to hurt her either. We’re nowhere near as close as we were in high school, but I still care about her.
I’m on hour twenty-eight of my shift and heading back to the on-call room to try to catch some sleep after we had to call a C-section on my last patient. I sat with her in the OR while she gave birth, and even though it was an unsuccessful VBAC, she still let me know it was healing being able to labor and eventually make the call for herself once she started progressing backwards.
Right as I close the door to the single on-call room, it’s clicking back open, and I’m kicking myself in the ass for not locking it immediately.
I got here first, as sleep deprived as I am, I’ll throw a fit to keep it.
* Threatening - Landon Tewers
CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN
AUDREY
Just as the door to the on-call suite closes behind Stevie, I push the door handle down and slide in behind her. The puff of air that leaves her tells me that she’s exhausted and clearly not in the mood to be fighting over the room.
“I was here first…” Stevie murmurs as she turns to face me. I see the realization register that it’s me, and her tired features quickly transform into excitement —and maybe even some desire sprinkled in there.
I give her a soft smile back, locking my hands in front of me. The thought of her has not left my mind over the past week of knowing she was the Domme from Sin’s—and the only woman I have ever been with. This truly is the best case scenario… the possibility of getting to live out my dream of having her here with me, hopefully to experience even more with her.
“You were here first… I just—” My breath hitches as she steps closer to me. “Stevie…”
“I like my name on your lips, Princess.” I watch with rapt attention as she licks her lips in what seems to be slow motion. And all I want to do is trace my tongue where hers just was.
?*I didn’t know if she wanted this—or me—but I know for certain she at least wants me right now.
Hell, I don’t even know if Bo wants anything outside of a little fun at a sex club, but I’m putting that thought aside for now. My eyes fall to the floor as I work up the courage to murmur, “Well, it could be on them a lot more if you wanted it to be.”
She lifts my chin up, forcing me to look her in the eyes. “I do.” She raises her brow, curious to see how I react to her wanting me, but I cool my features even if my stomach feels like it’s going to fall from my ass.
Fuck, I haven’t felt like this in years.
With her fingers still holding my chin, I whisper, “I’m off shift a little early…”
“What are you telling me, Audrey? You know you have to use your words with me.”
“I don’t know what I’m telling you… I don’t even know what I want from this. And I sure as hell don’t know what I’m thinking about doing all of this here. But I do know that I want you thou?—”
My words are cut off as she smashes her lips to mine and immediately slips her tongue between my lips. She tastes as good as she did all those years ago.
Cherry.
Fuck, I’ve missed everything about her. Her cherry flavor reminds me of Bo tasting it on me after the last time Stevie and I kissed in the other on-call room.
Her hand slips behind my neck and grips the hair at my nape. My head falls back as her grip tightens, giving her my neck. She places kiss after kiss, nibbling and sucking her way down to the top of my scrub top. “Take this off, I need to see you.”
My hands grip the bottom of my top as she circles around me to lock the door and quickly strips from her top too. I’m stuck staring at her body in awe, and when my eyes finally work theirway up to her face, she’s wearing that all-knowing smirk. “How do you look so good after being here for over a day?”
“I’ve showered and slept this shift, so I look better than normal.” She chuckles. “Plus, you nurses do all the hard work; we just get to catch the babies and take all the credit.”
“You know that’s not true.” I smile at her, still thankful that she sees all the hard work we put into births as well.
