Page 20 of Doctor Right

She gripped my back as I slowed my pace a little. I stilled my hips and took a moment to suck on her perfect nipples. My cock throbbed inside of her as she tightened around me. I began pumping into her again, slowly at just the perfect angle.

“Asher… it feels… so… good. Don’t stop doing that,” she cried.

I continued at the same pace I was going before, even quickening it a little, then slowing down again. I could feel her fingers gripping into my back as she tightened around me.

“I can’t hold back… Asher…”

“Don’t hold back…”

Soon she was writhing below me, calling my name as I poured myself into her once again.

We showered together, meeting once again in the shower. She was like a drug that I knew I might not have again. My body, my soul, craved her, and I planned to take every opportunity I had until I could no longer have her again.

She was quiet as we dressed. I’d made us coffee and brought her a mug, and while she dried her hair, I stood in the bathroom door watching her. Every part of me wanted to take away the sadness in her eyes. I wanted to see her smile again.

Time passed faster than I’d wanted, and an hour later, we stood facing one another in the airport. I didn’t want to say good-bye, yet I knew delaying it was only going to make it that much harder.

“Thank you for a truly amazing summer.” She stepped into me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her body against mine. “I don’t want to say good-bye,” she whispered, placing her nose in the crook of my neck.

“I don’t either,” I whispered back, pulling her tighter into me.

I kept my hold on her until I felt hers loosen. She looked up at me with sad eyes, even though she was smiling.

“You have my number if you need anything,” I whispered to her.

She nodded. “I do. Thank you. Good luck with everything,” she replied. “I hope everything works out for you and that you find the office of your dreams.”

I still hadn’t told her. I couldn’t, not with everything she was dealing with. I feared she would look at it as a tactic to get her to return. I wanted the best for her, and if that meant going to Columbus and creating a life for herself, then so be it. We’d find our way back to one another if it was meant to be. However, when she looked at me this time, it made me feel guilty for not telling her. “And for you,” I said.

She leaned in and gave me one last kiss, then turned and handed her boarding pass to the agent at the booth. I watched, and with one last wave, she was gone.

Bella

I satin the hospital waiting room fishing for a magazine, any magazine I hadn’t read yet. I’d been in Columbus for a month, and I’d spent every single bit of time in this hospital. Mom had been in a lot of pain today, and the doctors had finally given her some pain medication to help. She’d fallen into a deep sleep, but I still felt I needed to be here.

I got up, stretched, and wandered over to another table, searching through the magazines that lay there. None of them were new. I yawned and flopped back down in the chair I’d been sitting in and looked at my phone. It was a little past seven. I’d now been in the hospital for almost ten hours. I let out a breath and checked my messages. I’d had my phone on silent for most of the day, but there was nothing.

“Bella.”

I turned to see my mother’s doctor standing in the doorway. “Oh, hi, doctor.”

“I’m surprised to see you still here.”

I shrugged. “It doesn’t feel right going home. She was so uncomfortable today.”

The doctor made his way over and sat down beside me. “Bella, you need to get your rest. Your mother is resting comfortably, and she is in excellent hands. We will call if there are any changes.”

I wiped the stray tear that fell down my cheek. “I guess I just don’t want to be alone.” I smiled, even though I wanted to cry my guts out. “At least here there is noise and the occasional staff member.”

“I see. Is there anyone here that you can call? A friend perhaps.”

I shook my head. “All my friends are back in Eastport and Boston. I don’t know anyone here. Only my mother.”

A throat cleared behind us. I didn’t bother to turn around; I figured it was the nurse or another doctor coming to speak with my mother’s doctor.

“She doesn’t have to be alone, at least for the night, anyway,” I heard a familiar voice say.

I turned and looked, not believing my eyes. Asher stood in the waiting room, a concerned look on his face. I didn’t hesitate; I jumped up out of the chair and ran over to him, throwing my arms around him.

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