Page 23 of Guilty For You


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“You threatened to stab him in the eye, Delilah,” He tried again, “And then he threatened to kick my ass for touching you.”

I tilted my head to the side and shrugged, “Is he still here?”

“Yes.” He uncrossed his arms and leaned up off the door, “I need to go in, numb him and suture his head laceration. CT came back clear.”

“That’s a shame. A lobotomy might have been his saving grace.” I hummed, and then raised my eyebrows at him when he didn’t offer anything else, “I’m not helping you.”

“Yes, you are.” He replied instantly, anticipating my response before I gave it. “Everyone else is swamped still. You’re the only one who has finished charting and is now restocking.”

“So, I get punished for being efficient?” I hissed, clutching the gowns tighter. “That’s not fair.”

“I didn’t say it was fair.” He quirked one eyebrow at me. “But it’s where we’re at right now, so come on.” He opened the door and nodded for me to follow him. “I need to numb him and then you can clean him up before I suture it.”

“Ugh!” I groaned and walked out in front of him, tossing the pile of gowns into an aide’s hands as we walked down the hall towards the room I somehow managed to avoid until now.

Every time I sat down at my desk to chart, I could feel his eyes on me from where he lay on the bed. My skin burned with his glances like it used to do from his touches.

“Mr. St. Claire.” Oliver announced our arrival, “We’re extremely short staffed at the moment thanks to the little pow wow you and your boys had last night. So, I need Delilah to assist me in your suturing to get you out of here and on your way. I won’t hesitate to have you thrown out of my ER at the first sign of disrespect or rudeness coming her way, do you understand?”

Fox glared at the young doctor before looking back over at me. His green eyes stoked the fire that had been smoldering in my belly for years. “I used to be the one that demanded respect for you, D.”

My spine prickled with resentment, “Now look at us.”

“Hmm.” He hummed.

I readied the supplies that Oliver needed to numb Fox’s head in silence as he instructed him about the procedure and then obtained his consent.

My brain was swirling like I’d landed in some alternate universe as my body worked on autopilot.

“Damn.” Fox hissed and I looked up to see Oliver jamming the needle in his skull a little more aggressively than necessary.

“Alright, I’ll be back in about ten minutes after that’s numbed up and then we can get you out of here. Delilah’s going to clean your wound up for me and I’ll be back.”

“Thanks Doc.” Fox said, but he stared at me.

I washed up and put gloves on in silence because I knew if I started talking to the son of a bitch, I’d say far more than I wanted to. So, I tried to bite my tongue tight enough to stay silent.

“You look good.” He said after a long stretch of silence and my anger boiled anew.

“Don’t.” I snapped, pulling the tray over to the bedside and pushing his face away from me so I could see the wound.

Fuck patient care and bedside manner.

This man deserved nothing from me.

“A bit too skinny.” He shrugged his shoulders and grunted as I poured antiseptic into the wound. “And a whole lot more tired than you should be. But I guess that’s expected when you frolic around with bikers in dark parking lots until three am. You still look damn good nonetheless.”

It was him last night.

“Fuck you.” I hissed and slapped a gauze onto the gash. “I was working until three, then I was trying to leave to go home, and he stopped me. We weren’t frolicking.”

“Taz is bad news, D.” He turned his head to face me, pushing against my attempt to hold it down. “Houston isn’t going to let him play around on his turf for long. And you’re going to get hurt in the crossfire.”

“Thanks for your concern.” I deadpanned, “Turn your head so I can do my job.”

He didn’t move though, he just stared at me. “D, please.” He whispered and closed his eyes like saying the word was painful for him. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Why?” I taunted, not even trying to pretend to work on him. I just stood there and glared at him, hating the way he smelled so fucking good up this close. “Because you’re the only one who can hurt me?”

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