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Four
Riven
I am going to kill Eli.
It’s his fault. It has to be. I don’t know exactly how heplannedto find a stranded girl on the road, but I’m sure he did it on purpose. It’s just the sort of thing he’d do. He couldn’t keep himself away from a beautiful woman if his life depended on it.
And of course, she has to be beautiful. It was hard not to watch as she and Eli peeled off all her winter clothes. Her thick coat and fluffy hood fell away, revealing smooth curves, long chestnut hair, and a sweet, heart-shaped face. She’s wearing blue jeans that cling to her hips, and a tight thermal top that shows off her full breasts. I can see the pale line of her bra through the fabric.
And now she’s sitting in front of me, and I have totouch her,feeling the creamy texture of her soft skin. She looks up at me, her doe-brown eyes unblinking as I manipulate her neck, turning it gently from side to side. My hand looks giant under her delicate jaw. She’stiny,probably barely five feet. I reach the back of her neck, and she winces a bit.
“Does this hurt?” I touch the tender muscle, pressing lightly. She nods, then lets out a little moan as I massage my thumb into the spot, feeling. I grit my teeth as I feel cock harden in my trousers.
Yes. I’m going to kill Eli. Slowly.
Daisy must pick up on my bad mood, because she clears her throat awkwardly. “I’m sorry to bother you like this. This probably isn’t how you wanted to spend your evening.”
“It’s my job,” I say simply.
“You’re a doctor?”
I nod, finishing up with her neck and turning my attention to her head. My fingers smooth through her hair as I feel across her scalp for a wound. It’s like running my hands through silk. Her hair is ridiculously soft, falling all the way to her waist. As I carefully part it, looking for blood or swelling, the sweet scent of peaches fills my nose. My mouth literally waters.
She quivers suddenly, a shiver shaking down her spine.
I pause. “Are you cold? Would you like a blanket?”
“I’m fine.”
“We can turn up the heat, it’s not a problem.”
“I’m not cold. Sorry. It just... it feels nice.”
I stare at her.
She squirms, clearly uncomfortable. “So. Um. You’re a doctor all the way up here? Is there even anyone for you to treat?”
“There are villages nearby. Some native Sami settlements. I pay house calls, mostly, to people who can’t reach the town hospitals.” I finish checking her head. “Look up, please.” She does, wincing a bit. Something twists in my stomach.
I put her through every test I can reasonably do at home, checking her balance, her reflexes, her pupil dilation. She passes every one with flying colours. Finally, I pull my pen out of my pocket to see how well she can track movement. I lift it in front of her face.
“Okay. I’m going to move my pen left and right. I want you to follow it with your eyes.”
She nods, turning her head as I move my pen.
I catch her chin in my hand. “Hold your head still,” I order quietly. She just looks at me, a little dazed. I keep my hand cupped under her jaw as we finish off the test, feeling her pulse batter against my fingers.
She can follow movement without any problem, so I step back, satisfied. “Very good.” I clip the pen back to my pocket. “You don’t have a concussion, although your neck seems a little sprained. You still have full range of motion, though. I wouldn’t worry too much.” Dusting off my hands, I head towards the kitchen cupboard we use as a med cabinet, rooting inside. “I’m going to give you some muscle relaxants for the pain. They’ll make you drowsy, but it’s best you sleep, anyway. Your other symptoms are probably just psychological shock. Near-death experiences tend to make you feel ill.” I find the purple pill packet I was looking for, checking the expiration date. “You should feel more normal after food and sleep. Can you make her some food, Eli? Something hot?”
“Sure.” He bounces off the counter. “You want some, too?”
“I already ate. I want to check out her car before the snow gets too bad.” I hand her the pills. “Take two when you eat. Where are you staying? Kiruna?” Kiruna is the northernmost town in the country. There’s no real reason for a tourist to go any further up than that.
She nods.
“It will take a while for the roads down to the town to be cleared, but there’s a native Sami settlement between here and there. A village. They have a mechanic. Do you have your wallet on you?”
She nods, obediently pulling it out of her jeans pocket and handing it over.
