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I can almost ready his mind, sayingHow many more of these cases do I have to tackle? People not taking proper care of their bodies?
I have every obligation to make sure I don’t break down like this. I have taken no self-destructive habits, at least, not one that is obvious. My diet is very normal and yet, here I am with threatening heart issues.
It must be annoying to them to give these diagnoses.
“Consider not doing anything strenuous for the next month, at least?” he tells me.
“I assure you, she will not. I’ll take responsibility for that,” Jordan dutifully informs the doctor.
The silver haired medical practitioner looks at Jordan, before looking back at me and giving a combination of a nod and a shrug.
He must have been desperately trying to place the connection between the both of us. Our features are too different for us to be siblings, and he probably looks too young to be a spouse…at least to the doctor.
I get discharged soon after and as per his promise, Jordan insists I don’t leave my room.
I don’t even have a choice. At this point, even I fear enough for my life to take the rest. My father died from a heart attack. It would be too much of a cliché for me to follow shortly after in the same manner.
Besides, the win here is that Jordan is with me most of the time, especially in the night, when there’s significantly less movement in the house.
“You’re not asleep yet? Stubborn you,” he teases me. I smile, but it doesn’t reach my eyes. How can it? The file I was holding on the day that I passed out is nowhere to be found. God forbid it gets into the wrong hands.
That would be a catastrophe.
“I can’t sleep,” I say simply, hoping he’d leave me a line to do a little searching, but he doesn’t let up. Instead, he stalks closer and closer to me until he sandwiches me between the bed.
“It’s very typical. You haven’t had much to do today, so, there’s still a lot of energy that you have stored within you.” The tension between us builds fast, going from zero to thousand degrees in mere seconds.
“I need to let off some steam,” I agree. “Maybe I need to do a lap in the pool, or on the treadmill.”
“Or you could do the full body workout on the bed here. The track is too stressful, and I know how to burn a few calories without standing up.” His breath is hoarse and needy.
Just how I like him.
“I would like to…but I think…” I start to say, but I don’t get to finish the statement.
He silences me with a kiss.
Finally!
Our mouths have missed each other. They smack against one another, greeting and reuniting after a long time.
“You avoided me for a while. That’s why you collapsed,” he breathes against my lips. “I would have collapsed soon as well.” He eulogizes our rendezvous.
If only he knew how nearly pinpoint-accurate he was.
I laugh against his slow kiss. “We wouldn’t want that to happen now, would we? Then why are you still dressed?”
I am the one to ask the question, but my night dress is the one to come off first. It’s much easier to discard than a suit. Now, I’m completely naked beneath him and his hands impatiently rummage over my body, but not in a harsh way.
It’s almost like he’s trying to acclimatize himself with an unfamiliar terrain. He takes my breasts in his hands and gives them soft, gentle squeezes, rolling, twisting, and plucking at my nipples to send jolts of pleasure up my spine.
By the time he’s done, my nipples are hard buds, testifying to my intense uncontrollable arousal.
I prop myself up and begin undressing Jordan. It’s an arduous process, but it’s worth the effort.
He has the physique of what you’d imagine a demigod or an incubus…or something. His muscles are not too much. There’s not the obvious bulk like many men that are muscular, but you can tell that he’d take those people in a fight.
It’s just from how well cut he his. Every sinew, every bump…it’s well placed and well-shaped, almost like he had the liberty of crafting every single part of himself.
