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Hunter gives Summer a megawatt smile, which makes my heart flutter.
“Hello Summer. It’s a pleasure to meet you. And Ella.”
Ella doesn’t bother to hide her curiosity as her eyes go back and forth between Hunter and I with a grin on her lips and laughter in her eyes.
Ella has recently married the man of her dreams and has been on at me like no one’s business about finding “the one.” It has started to become annoying though with all the blind dates she wants to send me on. I really hate blind dates.
But then my troubles seem so trivial when I look at Summer. The bright, little girl with all her hopes and dreams but we all know the truth—Summer doesn’t have much time left. It breaks my heart and recently, I have trouble keeping my emotions in check around her. It’s so unfair, but I’ve learnt that life is rarely fair.
“I need to get Summer back to bed. Why don’t you come and read her a story in ten minutes,” Ella suggests knowing I can’t handle watching her be put back into her bed because of the pain she’s in.
“Bring…Hunter,” Summer adds.
“I will do. We’ll go and wash up and will see you soon.”
As Ella walks away, Hunter tugs on my hand and pulls me around to look at him. “Hey…Are you okay?” Hunter asks as he leans in and wipes a tear from my cheek.
I ignore him and dash off in the opposite direction to Ella, and push into the locker room. I just need a minute before I lose it completely. But as I should have expected, Hunter follows and unexpectedly, wraps me up in his arms from behind, burrowing his head into my neck, giving me time to pull myself together.
“She’s one of the children you were talking about outside?” he softly questions, already knowing the answer.
He continues to hold me tightly against him. He’s starting to get too familiar with me—too close to my heart. I don’t want to depend on someone who will be out of here the minute I’m safe. And that’s exactly what Hunter will do. He’s just here for the moment in time and then he will go back to his old life.
Enjoy him while you can. Have fun for a change.
I pat him on the arm and step away from his embrace. Without looking at Hunter, I open my locker and grab a set of sealed scrubs from the shelf along with my bag of shower things. Because the children on the ward have life threatening illnesses all staff have to shower and change before entering the patient’s room. Walking to the end store cupboard, I grab an extra-large set of scrubs along with two clean towels.
“We have to shower before going on the ward.” I pass the spare set of scrubs and towel to Hunter. “I’m sorry. I should have told you. But the children are seriously sick on this ward so it’s just an added precaution.”
“It’s fine, but you need to stick close.”
My eyes widen, which causes a chuckle to burst from between Hunter’s lips. “I wasn’t suggesting showering together, although I wouldn’t be opposed. But I meant—”
“I know what you meant.” I blush. “The showers are through that doorway. Each cubicle has room to undress as well.”
That being said I dash into my cubicle, and the minute the door shuts behind me I drop back against it with a heavy sigh of relief.
I need to pull myself together because how I’m acting toward Hunter is stupid, and based on hormones—not
hing else but hormones. How can someone get under my skin so quickly when I’ve known him less than forty-eight hours? Ridiculous.
When I hear the shower switch on next door, I decide enough is enough and that I need to use these few minutes to get him out of my head and back to the bodyguard status, which is safer for the both of us.
Standing under the spray of the hot water, I listen to the shower in the next room. I can’t help wondering what he looks like naked, as the water runs down his body over the large dick that I’d felt on more than one occasion. Would he harden thinking about me naked in the shower next to him? Would he touch himself?
I moan.
Having wicked thoughts about Hunter hasn’t done my libido much good because I’m now left frustrated as hell. My breasts have swollen with my nipples begging for attention and my clit throbs.
My hands reach up and touch my nipples, which causes another moan to escape from between my lips—louder than before.
7
Hunter
I freeze shoving my legs in to the scrub pants. There is no mistaking the moan I can hear from the room next door. The first time I heard it I thought it was my imagination playing tricks on me, but that, just now, had been a moan of pleasure. Even my cock knows that sound because it’s jutting out, long and thick—raring to go.
Once the scrubs are up, they tent with my raging hard-on, which I try to ignore. Fastening the harness for my gun to my chest, I drag the scrub top over my head. Unable to resist, I shove my hand inside the scrubs and stroke down my shaft a couple of times. Pre-cum glistens on the tip…and then I hear her again…and nearly come.
