Page 54 of Sinners' Appetite
“I made a promise to her before I left.”
“She seems to like you, which is odd because she’s never really been a fan of anyone I’ve taken interest in. She hated Nolan with a passion,” I explain.
“Maybe she’s just more in-tune with the aura people give off.”
“I always thought she was just a little snobby, but—maybe she’s onto something.”
Once I’m finished with the rainbow strips, I pull the blankets up over my chest and press the button beside me to lower the bed a little.
“I can ring the nurse to see if they can bring you a cot,” I offer.
“No—it’s okay. I’ll be fine here,” He insists, leaning back in the chair and spreading his legs apart.
“You need a blanket, at least.”
“Or—you could just move over a bit and I can squeeze in behind you.”
Just the thought of having his hands on me again gives me butterflies in my stomach. “Do you think you’ll fit?”
“I’m pretty good at fitting into tight spaces, baby girl,” he chuckles.
“That you are.” I laugh, feeling my face go flush as I think about how it felt to adjust to the size of his cock.
I slide over, laying on my side with my face close to the guard rail on the side of the bed. He slips in behind me, covering us both with the blankets as he slides his hand up under my shirt and across my waist.
“Is this okay?” he whispers into my ear as he squeezes me lightly.
“It’s perfect,” I say, finally closing my eyes. “Thank you for coming back.”
“Like I said, anything for you.”
Myeyesflickeropenand I smile when I look down and see Nikki’s head resting on my chest, snoring away.
I turn to my phone and reach for it to check the time. Not that it matters because I’d lay like this with her forever if I could.
Just then, a nurse knocks on the door and slowly enters. “Good morning,” she whispers with a cheerful smile on her face.
“Morning,” I smile back. “Do you need me to wake her?”
“I just need to change her fluids in her IV. She doesn’t need to wake up. We’ll let her sleep,” she replies, walking up to one of the machines, clamping off the tube.
“The girl in the room across from here… how is she this morning?” I quietly ask, resting one of my hands on Nikki’s head.
“She’s awake and talking this morning. She asked about coming over to see Nikki, but she’s still feeling a little weak,” she explains.
Nikki then lifts her head and lightly groans before slowly sitting up.
“Good morning, baby girl,” I say as she looks around the room.
“Good morning…” she says, seeming like she’s still half asleep.
“How are you feeling this morning, Nikki?” the nurse asks.
“My headache isn’t as bad.”
“Good to hear. Once I’m done here, I’m going to go talk to Dr. Swan and see if we can get you out of here sooner than later.”
“That would be awesome, thank you.”
