Page 217 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
"You don't seem okay. What happened?"
"I don't know. I felt something sting me. But it's fine. Really."
"Well let me see it. I can tell you what it was."
I laughed awkwardly. "Nope. That's okay. I don't need to know."
"Don't be ridiculous. I have stuff to help whatever it is. Where did it get you?"
"It's, well..." I sighed and looked down at my legs.
"Oh." He gave me a small smile. "You don't have to be embarrassed, it's my job." He shrugged his shoulders.
Right.I was making this so much more awkward than it needed to be. He was just trying to do his job. He probably had to deal with stuff like this all the time.
He knelt down in the sand in front of me. He put his hand on my right knee and pushed my thigh out to the side. He leaned forward and traced his index finger right underneath the sting.Holy shit.I suddenly forgot about the pain. I swallowed hard.
"It was a jellyfish. I actually have just the thing for that." He let go of my leg and stood up.
No. God, no."Oh please don't. I can't..." I let my voice trail off. I knew what he was about to do.
"It'll just take a minute."
"No. I...please, I can't ask you to pee on me."
He laughed. "Um, golden showers aren't really my thing..."
"What?"
"That's what it's called when you pee on...you know what, never mind." He scratched the back of his neck and laughed. "I have a spray bottle of stuff. It's not my pee, I swear. I'll be right back."
Damn it.If I hadn't just seen that episode of Friends where they had to pee on Monica at the beach, I never would have said that. I could feel my face turning red.What is wrong with me?
When he came back he was smiling. "I can't believe you thought I was going to pee on you. I can only imagine if that was the protocol. I'm not sure I would have agreed to be a lifeguard if I had to go around peeing on people."
"I know, I'm sorry. I was watching this rerun of Friends last night and..."
"Oh, yeah." He laughed. "I've seen that episode." He knelt down in front of me. "Here, this is going to make it feel a lot better."
I moved my thigh to the side for him this time. He sprayed the solution on the sting. It started to feel better right away.
"Actually, if you blow on it, it feels even more soothing."
I looked down at my thigh. "Thanks, but I can't really bend that way."
"Here, let me." He put his hand on my knee again and leaned forward. He lightly blew on the sting. It felt amazing, in more ways than one. This was the most physical contact I had experienced in months. I had to remind myself that he was just doing his job.
He leaned back on his heels. "Did it get you anywhere else?"
"Yes, well, my...tush."Why the hell did I just say tush?
He laughed. "Pretty sure you got stung in the most awkward places ever. That jellyfish must have liked you."
"I wish he hadn't."
"So...did you want to roll over so I can spray you?" He innocently held up the bottle.
I bit my lip.He's just doing his job. This is just a normal day for him. Stop being weird!I lay down on my blanket. "It's right..."
