Page 8 of Room One Hundred and Nineteen: Watching Her

“Babe, I don’t know if you noticed, but I kissed you back.”

“I know.” She sighed, her brows bunched with concern. “You shouldn’t have done that either,” she whispered.

“Why not?” I took a step forward, moving us toward the end of the room, just in case someone decided to walk in.

“Because! I mean, what about the guys and?—“

“The guys?” My brow rose, and Elena’s face brightened.Fuck, that is a pretty shade of pink, I thought to myself, immediately imagining that color running down other parts of her body.

“The guys?” I repeated. She licked her lips. When her gaze dropped to my mouth. I knew she could still taste me.Good. I want her to taste me all day.My cock strained against my scrubs, and her eyes widened, letting me know she could definitely feel it.

“We’re all friends. That’s what I mean. Like this was— and I shouldn’t have— I didn’t mean that they would care or that I want all of you. I mean?—”

“Breathe,” I demanded firmly but gently. She did my bidding, taking a deep breath, and when I told her to, she exhaled.

“Good girl,” I praised. “Again.” I nodded, encouraging her, and she did it once again. “Okay, a couple of things to untangle there. First, I’m glad you kissed me. I’ve been thinking about those lips since we met,” I confessed. Her pretty mouth parted into the perfect O.

“You have?” she whispered, leaning into me. I nodded and smiled.

“Oh yeah.” I swallowed hard, my mind immediately moving to all the other things I had thought about when it came to Elena and her body. “And just so you know, I don’t regret it. Not at all. I hope one day, you won’t either.”

“I don’t,” she immediately shared and pressed her lips together. “I just… I haven’t kissed anyone since, umm?—“

“The douchebag we don’t talk about?” I asked, and her lips twitched on a slight nod. Fucking hell. She’d been divorced for a while. She could have easily kissed and done a hell of a lot more while Josh made us wait around to make a move. I had no idea how lucky I was that she chose me to kiss first, but fuck me, that wasn’t something I would take for granted.

“Another thing you should know is, if you wanted the three of us, it wouldn’t be so bad, right?” I asked quietly. Her eyes flared, but she didn’t blink. It was almost like she was trying to read me. To see if I was joking around.

“You wouldn’t report my to HR?” she asked just above a whisper. I shook my head.

“No, baby. No reporting to HR needed. Miles and Josh… I know they would be beside themselves.” She blinked, and her head tilted.

“Are you joking or?—“

“I’m serious. Very, very serious.” I was crossing all sorts of lines, lines that Josh would probably lose his mind about, talking about this shit with her without them around.

“But you guys are best friends, and, umm…” She tried to move out of my hold again, but I didn’t let her once again. “You guys share?” I nodded. Just as she was about to say something else, the door opened, and this time when she backed away, I let her. A doctor and radiology tech walked in, both of them talking, and waved hi before heading to their lockers.

“I should get going. Umm…” She turned toward me then back to the door and back to me. “I’m sorry,” she apologized again when she didn’t need to. “I mean about, umm, attacking you and…” She shook her head and hurried out just in time to bump right into Miles’ arms, who had chosen that moment to walk in.

“Whoa, there, gorgeous. Are you okay?” he asked as he looked down at her before quickly looking above her and at me. I knew by the way he studied her, he knew something had most definitely happened between us.

“Umm—“ She licked her lips and glanced over her shoulder to look at me one more time. I grinned at her, standing to my full height.

She’d kissed me.

She had confirmed she not only wanted me but the three of us. Which was a fucking great thing since we came as a package deal. I winked at her, and she turned back to meet Miles’ waiting stare.

“Umm, I’m so sorry about that. I’m a little…”

“Tired?” His hand cradled her jaw. I watched her all but melt into his touch. “You haven’t been sleeping well, have you?” His tone was laced with concern, and Elena’s little body slumped slightly.

“You have no idea,” she whispered, and he nodded.

“That’s not good.”

“I know,” she whispered. “Maybe this weekend.” She shrugged and cleared her throat. “I should get back out there.My break’s almost over, and you know how Tabitha can get if someone isn’t back on time.”

“Right, baby,” I said. She glanced over at me. Her back ramrod straight as her eyes bounced to Miles and then back to me before she stepped to the side and hurried out to nurses’ station.

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