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She balls her wrapper up and chucks it back into the bag. “See, that’s where you’re wrong. Rick isn’t just my boss, he’s my friend, and I could even see us being friends, but if Rick gets hurt, then you and I are going to have a problem.”
Despite her obvious threat, I kind of admire her. It’s the sort of thing I would do.
“Thanks for the warning, Jamie, but it’s really not necessary. There’s nothing going on between me and Rick.”
“Sure, and a bear doesn’t shit in the woods.”
Any retort I had is cut off as an orderly pushes through the door with a wheelchair, and I catch a glimpse of Rick in the corridor talking to Seb. I see him look at Jamie before our eyes meet across the space. His lips are in a tight smile, but there’s a fire blazing behind his eyes as we watch each other.
Jamie gets to her feet, coming closer to me as the door swings shut again and breaking my stare off with Rick.
“That look right there. That’s not nothing, Jess. It’s something.” She helps me into the wheelchair before leaning down and whispering in my ear, “You better figure out what that something means to you and quick.” She passes me over to the orderly, holding the door open for us.
The corridor is empty now, and I twist to see Jamie heading off in the opposite direction to us.
My x-ray is clear,and the doctor is happy to discharge me. I may have told a little white lie about having a friend stay with me for a few days, but I wasn’t risking him not letting me out.
I found my handbag and phone in the little cupboard beside my bed and arranged another hire car.
I currently don’t have any clothes seeing as the ones I was wearing were cut off me when I arrived. I hope Rox wasn’t too fond of them.
Guess I’m about to find out as Roxy answer my call. “Rox, so I kind of had an accident and need you to collect me from the hospital.”
“Hospital? What the fuck, JJ. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, but I’ll be even better when you come and get me. Pretty please,” I say in my best pleading voice.
“I’m on my way. Where are you?”
Before I can reply the phone is snatched from my hand. “Hey, wh—” my words die in my mouth as I turn, grimacing at the too fast movement on my sore and bruised body, to see Rick standing there, phone held to his ear.
“Jess won’t be needing a lift. She’ll call you in a few days.” He ends the call and turns it off before shoving it in his pocket.
I stand before him, hands on hips and speechless at the cheek of this man.
He drops a bag on the bed, pointing to it, he says, “Clothes for you. Get dressed.”
“Give me my phone and get the fuck out of my room before I call security,” I order, my tone icily calm.
“You and I are going on a little trip for a few days.”
“The fuck I am!” I grab the bag of clothes from the bed and step forward, ramming them into his chest. “I’m not going anywhere with you,” I sneer.
He grabs my wrists, holding them tight to his chest, and I have to step closer so as not to lose my balance. His spicy scent seems to curl around me, seeping into my skin as I fight my body for control. “You have questions only I have the answers to, so you will come with me.”
Bastard! I don’t know whether to punch him or applaud him for using the one thing I wouldn’t be able to say no to.
“Nice try, but I don’t think so,” I tell him, calling his bluff and looking him right in the eye. “I don’t need to go anywhere with you when you can tell me right here and now.”
“This is not the time or place for what I need to say and do,” he says, bringing his face closer to mine.
“You’re kidding, right?” I let out a laugh as a combination of nervousness and arousal winds its way through my body. “Don’t tell me this is a ‘if I tell you, I’ll have to kill you’ kind of thing.” The words trail off as I see the serious look on his face. When he leans in even closer, his lips brushing my ear, a shiver runs the length of my whole body, and I know he feels it because his lips curve into a knowing smile.
“No, Jess, this is a ‘we need privacy so I can fuck you’ kind of thing,” he whispers, releasing me and pushing my hands, along with the bag, back to my own chest. “Dressed. Now.”
My hands grip the plastic bag so tight that my nails almost tear right through it. For several long seconds, I can barely breath as my mind struggles to comprehend what Rick just said. However, my body has no trouble at all with his words as my nipples pebble beneath the thin fabric of the hospital gown I’m wearing, and my thighs involuntarily tighten and rub together. Unable to remain in the same room as him without either murdering him or jumping his bones, I storm into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind me.
Leaning back against the door, I take a couple of deep breaths. When I finally have my anger under control and my body has stopped humming with arousal now that I’m no longer surrounded by the sight and smell of Rick, I rip off my gown and pull the clothes Rick gave me from the bag.
