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It’s been a half hour since the hot nurse left and Thor has yet to calm down. Yeah, you heard me right; I named my dick Thor. Actually, my high school girlfriend was the one who bestowed the honor, but I think her reasoning is self-explanatory. You’d think the needle talk would scare him back to Asgard but sadly, Thor is no pussy. Pun intended.
“Knock, knock.” The raspy, yet feminine voice precedes the tap on the glass door. Thor jumps at the sound, knowing who it belongs to.
“Come in,” I say.
Nurse Rainey slides the privacy curtain over as she enters the room. “I have good news, Mr. Harris.”
“Brody,” I correct.
“Brody,” she repeats with a smile. My God, she’s fucking beautiful when she does that.
“So...did my results come back?”
“They did,” she nods. “And they confirmed Dr. Walker’s suspicion that we’re dealing with a case of low-dose priapism. In other words, no penis needle for you.”
“Thank God,” I groan. “Thor is very happy to hear that.”
“Thor?” She has the cutest little crinkle between her eyebrows.
“Uh...yeah, you know, Thor is known for his big hammer,” I nod toward my lap, waiting for her to connect the dots. I know the moment it clicks because her freckled cheeks turn an adorable shade of dark pink.
“Wow,” she laughs, “I think it’s probably best if I pretend I didn’t hear that.”
I shrug. “If it makes it easier for you to resist my charms.”
She rolls her eyes with another laugh. “Someone is in a much better mood now that the threat to his manhood has been immobilized.”
“You can say that again.”
She steps closer with a little plastic cup holding two red pills in one hand and a paper cup filled with water in the other. Now that I know my dick isn’t broken, I’m noticing just how amazing her rack is. Hey, you can’t blame me; being on this bed puts it at eye level and her scrub top is being stretched to its limit. If I had to guess, I’d say she’s sporting a pair of double-D’s. She clears her throat, probably because I’ve been ogling her tits for a few seconds beyond polite.
“Dr. Walker wants you to take these. We’ll wait until they kick in and then he’ll be back to examine you. Once your penis has become completely flaccid, you’ll be ready for discharge.”
I take the pills and swallow them quickly. “Whiskey dick is usually something I’d like to avoid on a date, but I’ll make an exception in this case.”
She smirks. “Well since this isn’t a date, I don’t think anyone will mind.”
“It could be,” I suggest. “It would certainly make an interesting story for the grandkids.”
She raises her eyebrows. “Are you asking me out?”
“Maybe,” I smirk. “Would you say yes if I was?”
“Wow...I have no words.”
“I tend to have that effect on women,” I wink. “So, is that a yes?”
“Mr. Harris—”
“Brody,” I remind her.
“Brody, have you forgotten the reason why you’re here right now?”
“Um, I’m pretty sure I will never forget the reason why I’m here right now.”
She steps away from me and starts typing something into the computer. “Okay...let me try phrasing it another way. We just met an hour or so ago. Because you had an emergency stemming from your most recent date with another woman. A date which I’m assuming went well since you mentioned that you did ‘more than enough’ to make your erection go down before you came here.”
“Women,” I correct. “There were two.” Oh shit, why did I say that out loud?
