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“Good morning,” Carmichael said as he walked into the room.
I looked from him to the woman beside him. She was fifty and built a lot like Huck. He had been full of shit—I wasn’t sure anything would scare off the woman.
“Gage, this is your new nurse, Doreen. She’s been in the health care business twenty-five years and specializes in patients that need the kind of care you do,” Carmichael began.
I nodded at Doreen, and she nodded back at me. No smile. All business. Fine, she would work. Hell, she could bathe me too. Fuck knew I wouldn’t be getting a stiff dick with her. This worked out for the best. Carmichael continued to talk, and I tuned him out, then reached for my phone.
The new nurse is bigger than me.
I sent it. Why the fuck I’d sent it, I didn’t know. I’d just needed to connect with her somehow.
No response. I gave it a couple of minutes, and the longer I waited, the more my chest tightened up, and I fucking hated that.
Don’t go silent on me.
If she didn’t fucking respond, I was calling her as soon as her uncle got out of here.
Shiloh.
Then, finally, the dots appeared. She was texting me back.
You’re bossy.
The memory of her asking me if I was bossy and demanding in bed when she had been sixteen came back to me. Fuck, I should have left this alone.
And demanding.
I pressed Send because I wasn’t leaving it alone.
I’m well aware.
I smiled down at her words.
You were the one squeezing your legs together yesterday.
Yep, I was going there. She’d been fucking wet, and it had made me feel an insanity I hadn’t felt in a fucking long time. I had wanted her sitting on my fucking face so bad that I could hardly breathe.
Why are you doing this, Gage?
I stared at her question.
Can’t seem to stop.
I answered her honestly. She didn’t reply, and I forced myself to put the phone down.
Carmichael said his goodbyes and left. It was clear that he was in a much better mood now that Shiloh wasn’t here. I couldn’t blame the man.
“Smells like sex in here,” Doreen said bluntly. “You want to go wash the woman off now or wait until later?”
She was right. It didn’t smell like peaches and cream. I wanted it gone. It was grating on my nerves.
Sixteen
Shiloh
The next week and a half went by as if the days with Gage had never happened. Sarah came to stay at Wilder’s, and we made cupcakes. I walked with them to the park Saturday afternoon. Tuesday night, I went to dinner with Wilder and his clients. I went back to my office job for Uncle Neil. Things fell back into a pattern I was used to. The one I had made for myself that was comfortable.
Except, now, it seemed empty.
