Page 4 of Seduced By a Billionaire

“Oh, I thought you were talking about where he agreed with me, the beautiful part,” his lips turned up slightly, but his eyes remained closed.

She ignored this last comment. “I’ll increase your morphine drip to see if we can get ahead of your pain.”

“Get some rest,” Dr. Thompson ordered as he left the room.

Kyle opened one eye to peer at Ella as she pushed buttons on the IV drip dispenser, increasing his pain medication. He noticed her thick glossy brown, almost black, hair, which she currently wore pulled back from her face, accentuating her delicate features and large hazel eyes.

“Are your eyes green or brown?” he asked drowsily.

Ella smiled, knowing that morphine was kicking in, “Depends on the day Mr. Bennett.”

“Green with shards of amber mixed in,” he continued, his speech slow and slurred.

“Enough about my eyes, on a scale of one to ten what is your pain level right now?”

“Six. Progress, down from a twelve.”

“That’s good then. I’ll be back in a few minutes; I’m going to check on those details for you. You heard the doc, get some rest.”

“Ella?”

“Yes?”

“You’ll find out about my son?”

“Yes.”

“That’s good then,” he said closing his eyes.

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Pain. Stabbing searing, throbbing unbearable...Oh Jesus…My head. My leg…thrumming ache, I can’t avoid the pain…It’s engulfing me…get me out of here…where am I… is this hell?

Ella walked in to check on Kyle Bennett the following day and discovered him moaning with his bed covers thrown off and beads of perspiration on his brow. Ella put her cool palm against his forehead. He felt warm to her touch. Without thinking she brushed back a stray lock of hair from his forehead. Swiping her thermometer confirmed a slight fever. Infection was always of great concern.

Ella gently gripped his shoulder and leaned in close to his ear,“Mr. Bennett wake up. Talk to me. You were crying out,” Ella said quietly.

Kyle opened eyes that were glazed with pain. “I’m dying here. The pain is unbearable.”

After increasing his morphine drip, she pulled the sheet back further and removed the bandage from his upper thigh to check the wound. She wrangled her curious eyes away from the large bulge brushing against her hands as she cleaned and redressed the leg.Honestly Ella get a grip.

“What can I get for you? How about something to drink besides water?”

“I could use some juice or ginger ale, or a shot of your best bourbon,” he replied weakly.

Her smile lit up her entire face. “Ah, a bourbon man. Sorry I can’t help you out with that, but we have two out of the three. Must be your lucky day, so what’s it going to be?”

“Soda,” he croaked out through his parched throat, the corners of his lips turning up slightly.

“I’ll be right back with that.”

Despite Kyle’s pain, he watched as she walked out the door. Even in scrubs, he could see she had a killer body.Runner maybe?Great ass, long legs, curvy hips, full breasts, and today her eyes were almost brown with flecks of amber sprinkled in. The morphine had to be kicking in because five minutes ago he couldn’t focus on anything but his pain and now he was undressing his nurse. The miracle of drugs. He could still feel where her hand had been resting on his forehead.

“Here ya go,” Kyle watched as Ella punched a straw through the lid of the Styrofoam cup. She leaned over as she held the drink close to his mouth. He was just about eye level with her chest. As his lips closed around the straw he glanced up and their eyes met…he knew she’d caught him staring at her breasts.Had he been imagining her eyes lingering on his mouth?She quickly looked away, breaking contact, but not before a current of awareness ran between them.She had felt it too.He might be high, but he wasn’t delusional.

“You sure you want to bring a wretch like me back to life?”

“It comes with the job,” she said, smiling.

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