Page 95 of Knight
“Not even waiting for water, huh? Guess you’re hurting.”
“Could be worse.”
Aiden turned, bagel in hand, smoothing cream cheese with sweeps of the butter knife. “You know, you don’t have to tough it out. Not with me.”
“I’m not…” I trailed off. “Well, I guess I am. But it’s not because I’m trying to be tough.”
“No? Then why do you keep dismissing what happened to you? You were assaulted and injured. You’re a giant bruise, Knight.”
“I’m just used to…working through the pain, I guess. Not used to anyone noticing or, uh, caring.”
Aiden’s forehead creased with a frown.
“Not that I’m suggesting you care as more than a doctor,” I said quickly. “This is casual.”
“Right,” he said slowly. “Well, I do care as more than a doctor. It may be casual, but you’re not a stranger on the street. You’re my roommate. My brother’s best friend.”
I smiled tightly. “Yeah.”
He leaned in and brushed his lips to the side of my mouth, careful of my split lip. “I kind of like kissing you, too.”
I relaxed a little. “Yeah?”
“And touching.” He sat his bagel down on a napkin on the counter. “Which reminds me, sit and I’ll change your bandage.”
Damn. So much for the fun kind of touching.
“I’d rather stand.”
“Sure. We can do that.” He grabbed the first aid kit on the breakfast bar, where he’d left it last night, and opened it to get supplies. “Turn to your right a little and rest your elbow on the bar.”
I followed his instructions, and Aiden used scissors to cut away the gauze. He peeled the tape loose—which tugged at my sore skin—and applied a fresh layer of antibiotic ointment before wrapping me up in fresh bandages. “All right. Everything looks good. No sign of infection.”
“Thanks, Angel.”
He tilted his head. “Anytime, Knight. But let’s not make a habit of it, okay?”
“What’s the point of having a doctor for a roommate if not to take advantage of his free services?”
“I have other services that are a lot more fun,” he said with a teasing smile. “Take advantage of those all you want.”
“That’s not what you said this morning,” I grumbled.
“Well, when you’re fit for servicing, I’ll be ready and willing.”
A curl of arousal warmed my insides, but sadly, nothing could come of it now.
“I look forward to leaving you a Yelp review in the near future. Not only nursed me back to health, but fucked me until I couldn’t feel my legs. Five stars.”
Aiden’s eyes widened a fraction. We hadn’t actually fucked—at least not in the traditional sense of dick-in-ass—but I wanted him to know I was up for it.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” he murmured.
“Okay, I’ve got to head out or I’ll be late.”
“I’ll drive you,” Aiden said. “You shouldn’t ride your bike today.”
Flynn had gotten Bailey to help him deliver my bike after he’d left last night. I was grateful because I hadn’t liked the idea of it sitting in the Ball Breakers parking lot all night.
