Page 105 of Savage Scream

“Uh. You’ll need to step out while I do this.” She orders Jared, who shakes his head and crosses his arms over his chest.

“Nope. Just like when you inserted it, I’m not leaving.”

She rolls her eyes at him. “She was unconscious then. Now she’s awake and alert and can look after herself.”

“I already made myself clear earlier. I’m not leaving. Now do your job.”

He turns and faces me, pushing his chair closer to the bed. He takes a seat, his eyes on me, his back to the nurse as he takes my hand in his, and offers me a warm smile.

Shit. He really is staying for this.

“I won’t look.” He winks, pressing his head to the side of mine.

He’s sweet, in a possessive kind of way.

I should probably hate it, yet I don’t. For some reason, it draws me closer to him. I like how protective he is of me. I like feeling like I belong to him, and he to me.

I like it a lot.

The nurse does a few things and slips on some gloves before peeling back the sheets.

“Ok, honey. I need you to part your legs for me.”

I tense, but nod and do as she asks, feeling extremely exposed to a stranger right now. Jared has my hand in his, holding it up between us before pressing his lips to the back. I watch him, preferring his rough beauty to that of the nurse poking around my bits.

While she does her thing, Jared and I stare into each other’s eyes. I’ve never felt this close to another person before. Never felt so in tune. So accepted.

“Ok, sweetie. Can you take a deep breath for me? I’m going to slowly pull it out.”

I nod quickly at the nurse’s request, my eyes remaining locked with Jared’s, and I suck in a lungful of air. As she draws the tube from inside me, a burning sensation makes me stiffen, and Jared wraps his free hand around the back of my head, holding me tight. Giving me the support I need.

“Ok. All done.” The nurse declares, and I have to hold back the urge to slap her.

That fucking hurt.

Well, maybe stung is a better word.

As the sheets go back over my legs, I glance at the nurse, now packing up her supplies, when she speaks again.

“Drink plenty of water. You have a higher chance of getting a UTI, so drink and pee frequently. Ok?”

Nodding in agreement, I watch as she shoots a glare to the back of Jared’s head before pushing her trolly back out into the hall.

“Is your hoo-ha ok?” Jared asks, smirking, and I finally relax, giving him a nod.

“It will be fine. But I really need that shower and a toothbrush.”

With a low chuckle, Jared stands, pushing his chair right out of the way before holding his hand out to me.

“Cynthia and Will brought some of your things in on Sunday. Your toothbrush is already in the bathroom waiting.”

Shit. Cyn and Will.

“Are they… Ok?”

Jared nods. “Yeah. They’re ok. Worried about you more than anything.”

“And Rhys? The twins?” I ask, remembering how they snuck from the house and hid in the park the night Adam Kerr broke in looking for me.

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