Page 57 of My Damaged Protector

Damn, she's hot.

She's always been hot, but she's hotter now.

And now my dick is hard. Fuck.

Clearing my throat, I try to get her attention, but her focus is not at all on me. She closes the door and goes to open her bag.

“Good morning,” I say, startling her.

“Oh, shoot, I didn't know you were awake.”

“Well, maybe that's because you were so focused on getting dressed. Are you going somewhere?”

“Yeah, I have to be at the hospital in an hour. Some tests need to be run on me.”

“Okay.” I nod.

Glancing at the watch on my wrist, I see that it's only a few minutes to eight. That means her appointment is at nine.

“What hospital?”

“Macaulay’s”

Hmm. That's only a few minutes’ drive from here. She can get there within twenty minutes.

“Come here.” I beckon at her, wanting to have her in my arms for a few minutes before we have to part ways.

She looks at me, her lips pouting in hesitation, but she does as I ask. She walks toward me with the towel still wrapped around her body. I do my best to school my mind about what this is going to be about.

Just an intimate embrace between us, nothing sexual.

When she's in my hold, a sigh leaves me, and a murmur leaves her.

“This is nice,” she whispers.

“Yes, it is. We should do it more often.”

It's a test, something I'm putting out to see how she reacts to it. To my disappointment, there's no reaction.

Can't blame her.

Her hands roam around my back, her body warm against mine. “Okay, that's enough. I have to go.”

“Sarah. The hospital is not that far from here. We can get there in under thirty minutes.”

“And I am still not dressed. Do you know how long it takes a woman to get dressed?”

Fine.

Releasing my hold on her, I let her go, but not without expressing my disapproval in my expression.

“Oh, are you pouting right now, Ian?” she teases me.

Refusing to break, I school my expression.

“Come on, stop acting like I'm going away forever and you'll never get to see me again. You can stay here until I get back.”

Her offer sounds nice, and I allow myself to think about it.

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