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“I always look pale, Sebastian,” I said to him in a dry tone that masked my actual feeling. He gave me a look and then shrugged before he continued.
“Anyway, I hate to admit this, but the guy’s thrust game was on point. It was like watching real-life porn.”
“Oh my God! You watched?” I said to him, laughing.
“I could not help it. Believe me, and you would too if you were there.”
“Uhm, no, I won’t.”
“Van?” Alba called my name from the doorway, and I turned to her.
“Mr. Fitzgerald wants you to take his meds up to his room; he’s a little tired from today’s activities.”
“Oh. I’ll do that just now.” I said to Alba before I turned back to Sebastian. “Duty calls. See you tomorrow.”
I am too excited to see him, even though I try to quell it. I’d seen him with Elaine today; it looked like they were a couple.
It felt like there were two voices in my head; one trying to convince me he was with Elaine, and the other trying to convince me he was not, and I had a shot.
There was a third and more reasonable voice, and it was telling me I had no business getting excited about going to see my boss, but it seemed I’d stumped on that voice, so the first two were the loudest.
After saying goodnight to Sebastian, I walked to the medicine cabinet and fetched his drugs and an ointment for his leg. I knew he would be in a lot of pain since he’d been standing on his feet for most of the day.
Standing in front of his bedroom, I could hear the sounds of my heart beating, and my hands were a little clammy with nerves.
I finally summoned the courage and knocked.
“Come in.”
When I opened the door, his shirtless chest was the first thing I saw, and I swallowed the big lump in my throat.
“Are you going to stand there all day?” There was amusement in his voice, and he was smirking, as if aware of just how much being in his presence affected me.
I had a feeling he was doing it intentionally.
I cleared my throat and walked into the room, closing the door softly behind me.
“How are you feeling?” I asked, ignoring his comment.
“Not so good. I think I pushed it today.”
“You should not be standing for so long on your feet. I know you want to go back to how things were before, but things like this take a little time.”
I handed over the pills to him and watched as he swallowed them all dry before taking a large gulp of water—all without so much as a cringe.
He looked down at the tray, and he set his eyes on the ointment.
“Are you going to use that?” He asked,
“Do you want me to?” My voice is low, and I did not know why?
Then he looked back up at me slowly.
“Yeah.” He finally said. “My legs hurt like crazy.”
I settled on the bed next to him, his body heat close to mine, scrambling my senses, but I tried to focus on the task.
“Can I see it?” I said, tapping on my lap, gesturing for him to set the injured leg on my lap.
