Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I take a deep breath and blink, and I bite my lip as my eyes slide down over his cock. I blush, and my breath catches when I realize he’s getting harder. My jaw drops, and my eyes widen as I stare at his huge, thick cock getting even huger, and even thicker—swelling up in front of my eyes as I stand there over him.
“I wasn’t shot there too, was I?”
I almost scream, dropping the sheet and jumping a foot back from his bed. My head whips around, and I realize he’s awake, and looking right at me.
“Um, no… no, you—”
I clear my throat, collecting myself and trying to get my pulse to slow the fuck down. If I could also get the visual of his gorgeous cock out of my head while I’m trying to speak to my patient, in his hospital room, after performing life-saving surgery on him, that would be fantastic.
“Mr…” I frown.
“Jack.”
“Mr. Jack—”
“No, my name is Jack, doc.”
I smile. “Right, well, Jack, do you know where you are?”
“Heaven?” he whispers incredulously.
I frown in concern before he grins. “I’m just fucking with you. A hospital. I’m in a hospital.”
I bite my lip. “Yes, you are. And do you know what you’re doing here?”
“Not dying, with some luck,” he grunts. He frowns and glances down at his bandaged torso. “They stitch me back up okay?”
“I did, yes.”
He looks up at me, and I swallow as those gorgeous blue eyes with the thick dark lashes burn right into me.
“You did?”
I nod, and his jaw clenches as he nods slowly.
“Thanks, doc. Really.”
“Of course.”
“And I’m okay?”
“You will be, yes, with the right aftercare.”
“Bullet’s out?”
“Both of them, yes.”
“Holes stitched up?”
I frown curiously with a small smile. “Yes, Mr—Jack.”
“And how’s my cock?”
My cheeks burn hot, my entire face going red, and he grins wickedly at me.
“You check out all your patients’ dicks, or is it just my lucky day?”
I swallow, my pulse hammering as my face burns horrible.
“Jack, I can assure you,” I manage to blurt out. “Examining your physical well-being is standard after the kind of surgery you’ve just gone through. You know, it was a little touch and go there for a bit. You lost a lot of blood.”
He sighs. “Well, damn.”
“Pardon?”
“I was hoping it was just that my fucking knockout of a doctor was checking out my dick.”
My eyes snap to his, and I blush at the grin on his face.
“Jack—”
“What’s your name?”
My teeth rake across my lip, my eyes just hooked into his.
“Aria—”
I frown. What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Doctor Linetti,” I correct myself with a rigidness to my voice.
“Aria,” he purrs, his eyes locked on mine.
“It’s Doctor Linetti,” I correct him.
He grins this roguish, lopsided grin that does all sorts of things to the wet heat between my thighs, and I swallow thickly as I try and will the blush from my face.
“Thanks for saving my ass, Doctor Linetti,” he growls.
“You’re welcome.”
He suddenly frowns. “Hey is my phone—”
He twists to look at the table next to his hospital, and instantly hisses in pain. His hand yanks instinctually up to his shoulder, but it catches with a clang as the handcuff chain goes taut. He grunts, his teeth flashing in pain as he glances down.
“Fuck,” he grunts.
“Hang on, hang on!” I blurt, rushing over. “Don’t twist like that, you’re going to tear your stitches.”
“Why am I—”
He frowns, looking at the handcuffs, but his mouth goes tight, like this isn’t actually a surprise. I ignore that part of the scenario for a second though, my instincts going into doctor mode as I lean over him to look at his shoulder. I frown, biting my lip as my fingers peel back the edge of the bandage to look under. The stitches are intact though, and I sigh as I carefully tape him back up.
And then, I freeze. I freeze because I realize I’m leaning right over this man to his far shoulder, my body hovering barely a foot above his. My breath catches, and as I pull back an inch or two, I look down and right into his piercing blue eyes.
“Everything okay?”
I swallow, nodding. “Uh, yeah.”
A low growl rumbles in his throat, and his eyes spark as they hold mine fiercely. I gasp quietly, feeling the power of his gaze, and the heat of his bare body so close to mine. My pulse throbs in my neck, and it feels like I’m literally falling as I lose myself in his eyes.
“No, Doc,” he growls. “No, I don’t think it is.”
I frown. “What? Are you hurting—”
“No,” he purrs. “Not my shoulder. Not my side.” He shakes his head, his eyes burning into mine.”
“It’s you,” he growls.
My frown deeps, and I shiver as I swallow the thick lump in my throat. “Excuse me?”
“It’s not alright, and it’s you,” he grunts, slowly shaking his head with his eyes never leaving mine.