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Axel- stop stalking the nurse and meet me at the courthouse in an hour. Don't tell anyone and call the judge; tell him to expect us.
My brows hit my hairline before I messaged him back.
Me – okay, it's not fucking stalking when she knows I'm here, and I know she knows because of the fucking glares she keeps sending me. I'll see you in an hour.
I sigh, putting my phone away before I look up at the window again to see she's still there before starting my bike up. I nod, determined to see her tomorrow, get my fucking date, and rev my girl before heading towards the courthouse.
Time's up, Melanie.
Chapter 8
Melanie
I walk out of Mr. Samuel's room and sigh.
Pain echoes through my body for the sweet man. He hasn't gained consciousness in 3 weeks, and Dr. Thomas has said it's only a matter of time. He's deteriorating every day.
This is part of my job that I really hate, especially when he treats me like family.
I go to the nurse's desk, placing his notes in the locked desk drawer, when a shadow covers me, and I look up to see a scowling Cassidy. Fuck, I really cannot be bothered with her today, especially after watching Samuel for a little while.
"Why has my man been stalking the hospital, asking for you?" Her eyes are full of anger, and she's crossed her arms over her chest, trying to intimidate me even though she looks like a plastic Barbie, right down to her bright blonde hair. I just raised a brow at her, not affected at all. I mean, come on, I just had two weeks of sick leave after my mother beat me up. The police are currently searching for her, and apparently, the man who was with her turned out to be Harris's cousin Marvin; he's already been arrested and charged, but he has no idea where abouts mom has disappeared too.
Probably hiding in her little hole.
"OK, one, I have no idea who your man is, and two, last time I checked, no one's stalking me."
OK, the last one was a lie. The guy whose name I still don't know, who I'm guessing she thinks is her man, has been to my apartment quite a bit in the past few weeks, sitting on his bike as well as sitting out in the parking lot here, too. I should probably report him, but I don't know why whenever he's near, I feel safe, and the thought of him not around makes me want to besick, which is ridiculous. I still need to find out his flipping name, plus I can't go there. No matter how much I would love to
Like I said to him a few days ago, it's not going to happen. He would chew me up and swallow me fricking hole; I just know it.
I know my body lights up when he's around. I know he makes my heart race, that when our eyes connect, it's like the whole world has disappeared, and that I can feel his darkness and hidden pain as it connects with mine. Still, he's not a one-woman man, and he does have heartbreak all over him; plus, he slept with her, so he can't exactly have good instincts because Cassidy has psycho written all over her.
I stand while she narrows her eyes at me, and I try to distract her. "Don't you have a break coming up now?"
She looks at her watch and frowns before she nods her head at me and leaves while I let out a breath. I love the job I do, but I hate having to work with her; she thinks she's above her job, and if that was the case, then she should have gotten her M.D. instead of her nursing degree.
I shake my head and start to walk towards a patient's room who has colon cancer when I bump into a hard body, making me gasp. I nearly fall onto my ass when two strong hands grab hold of my upper arms, the touch setting my body alight, and tingling runs through me. I look up to see the gorgeous, traumatic-filled gray eyes that have filled my brain for weeks now.
I clear my throat and step back out of his grip. He smiles at me, and I suddenly become flustered as a blush coats my cheeks.
"Hi you."
Hi you, hi you? Did I seriously just say hi you? Shit.
He smirks at me, and I scowl at him, making him bite his bottom lip to stop his chuckle from coming out, loving that he's flustered me.
Fuck, why does he have to look sexy when he bites his lip?
I raise a brow at him, and he clears his throat. "Sorry," I nod, knowing he's full of shit, and he just grins. Damn, that's a nice grin, like really nice. His whole face lights up. Shit, I shake out of my thoughts,
"What can I do for you?"
OK, I know what he wants, but I just, fuck, he's got me flustered.
It's not a good idea.
"You know what I want, Precious."
