No, my goodness. A hushed scream escaped from some dark corner of her being. She was sad to leave this safe haven that was the hospital and this room in particular. Still, she couldn't remain forever.
Felt a small lump form in her throat, which made her swallow. In an act of abstracted agitation, her fingers started to pleat the hem of the sheet. “Am I to be set free?” His features were relaxed and his mouth curled into a warm smile as she studied him intently, trying to decipher something more from his face.
“There is no reason why it should not be this afternoon,” the obstetrician and neurologist have both told me.
How quickly. It ought to have been tomorrow or the day after that, right? Then she could adjust to the notion more easily.
She felt an overwhelming, unexplainable fear whenever she considered returning to the house, she had supposedly shared with him. Her hesitation was hard to pin down. This man is a stranger to her b
'I'll use the outermost clip,' the nurse announced as she delicately fastened the bra and then the blouse. We can remove it if it's too tight or too uncomfortable. Do you need any assistance with your makeup?There was a case full of cosmetics, but for the last seven days, she had resorted to using only moisturizer and light lipstick. She cautiously withdrew her fingers from the curved glass bottle of Dior. Why start now when she hasn't even used it in the hospital?Anna observed in idling curiosity as the nurse retrieved a piece of luggage and loaded it with all of her belongings.“Please,” Anna said, stepping in as the girl snatched up multiple expensive magazines. 'Keep them.' Can you assure me?“I agree.” The nurse said “Along with the flowers”, Anna chimed in. “The day and night shifts should each get one. “And the chocolates, the fruits.” She added.The expression on the nurse's face showed appreciation. “Thank you so much. People will really value them.” A gentle smile spread a
He walked the short distance to her side and put his hand under her elbow. We can enter the lounge now. Amy will have brewed some tea and baked treats to whet your taste buds. Amy does the cooking and takes care of the house, he whispered, responding to the silent question reflected in her eyes. Jacob, her spouse, is a general handyman who also tends to the lawn and the cars. Beautiful Chinese rugs spread across the marble floor served as a sophisticated backdrop to the expensive artworks scattered at regular intervals on the silk-covered walls. Large rugs, mostly in a light blue color with patterns that included a subtle combination of cream and the lightest pink, complemented the cream-upholstered furniture, rosewood accents, and an abundance of glass-topped side tables. Just as Anna was getting into her padded chair, a middle-aged woman with a lovely figure rolled into the room, pushing a trolley that held two pots of steaming milk, sugar, and cream as well as several plates with
No, her inner voice yelled out. She whispered in a choked voice, “I should be able to manage.” David shot out, “I doubt it,” his expression turning noticeably gloomy as he took in her clear hesitation. He drawled, “Think of me as a nurse,” as he narrowed his eyes to see her dogged determination as she stood up. There is no way a male nurse could look that good or wreak such sensory havoc on her. As he gently removed one button after another, it was clear that he was thinking things over. “The idea of a man you can't recall taking off your clothes,' David continued in a smooth voice, “a man who, as your husband, has slept with you in this bed every night, tasted you thoroughly, and implanted his sperm in your womb... frightens you?” David stared intensely at her. With a quiver in her voice, Anna corrected, “Unnerves me.” The words had tormented her ever since she found out she was pregnant. “Had we intended to have a child of our own?” As he leaned down and gently brushed his lips
As he started unbuttoning his shirt, the retort she was going to say to him slipped out of her mouth. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't tear her eyes away from him. She watched as his fingers skillfully undid the remaining buttons on his shirt and then proceeded to release the belt around his waist. In a matter of seconds, both his pants and shirt were thrown over a chair that was nearby. His vast shoulders, narrow waist, long, powerful thighs, thin hips, and tapering chest were all features of his magnificently muscular physique. At the sight of his chest, which was covered in whorls of dark hair that disappeared over a muscular waist behind black silk briefs, something deep inside her stirred and then slowly unfurled. “Are you planning to jump in the shower with me?” He must have been kidding! As Anna's eyes widened and her focus moved to a spot beyond his right shoulder, a faint flush of color spread across her cheeks, and she felt unable to control her wild imagination. She
His hands gently rested on her waist, and she couldn't hide the shiver that ran down her delicate body as his fingers found their way to the nape of her neck."David..." She lost some of the power in her voice, but soon it was back. “I would prefer to descend the stairs,” she replied with an air of urgency. His proximity was excessively near. She was puzzled as to why it irritated her. She said, "Lunch," and she felt an immense sense of relief as he released her hand and backed slightly away.Afterward, we will have a meal. I have plenty of food in the fridge and cupboard. To meet his gaze, Anna gently pivoted. Is it going to be you in the kitchen? To gently tilt her chin, he raised a hand and traced delicate fingers across her cheek, allowing them to fall down the jawline. In hypnotic stillness, she studied his broad face in all its sharp angles and planes, from the vertical furrow that sliced across each cheek to the strong sweep of his jaw and wide mouth."The thought of spending t
She retreated silently to the house, where she would later rejoin him. When they were inside, he showed them how to navigate the kitchen. She needed a long, cool drink because it was hot. Observing, she saw him take out two glasses, fill them with fruit juice, and then offer her one."Have you relished the opportunity to bask in the sunshine and open air?""Until the freedom to move anywhere at will is taken away, I don't think anyone truly values the choice to do so." She raised the glass and sipped the cold liquid slowly, observing his every move.On the spacious, partially covered patio, there were several chairs and two sun loungers. Anna went outside and happily settled into one of the loungers. The sun was starting to lose some of its heat, but the house shielded us from the wind well enough that sitting outside was still a delight.As David selected the adjacent lounger, he made the observation, "Your face has regained a little color." She endured his examination calmly."If I
She made the hazy decision that it was heaven, brimming with such excruciating sweetness that she felt like she was melting.For her, it wasn't enough that they kissed. A great deal more. As his tongue delicately retreated from its exquisite stroking dance with hers, she let out a small, despondent groan, as if some hidden part of her knew something she couldn't articulate.For several long seconds, when he raised his head, her huge, quite hypnotic eyes clung to his before the details of his face came into view.Anna saw a glimpse of his restrained intensity, the underlying emotion that clouded his eyes, and something else that was beyond her comprehension. She questioned her ability to speak due to her swollen lips and the extremely sensitive interior of her mouth.She had never felt so delicate or eerily exposed before. Likewise, she raised her left hand to steady herself, but her left wrist sank t
She protested, "It will make me sleepy," as he held up the wine glass to her lips. Putting her lips to the edge where he had been only seconds before seemed very personal. She savored a small amount of the superb Chardonnay, allowing it wine to slide down her throat gently, before washing it down with multiple long sips of icy water.Asking, "Would that be so terrible?"Her eyes widened slightly as she detected a hint of humor in his voice. It would be incredibly satisfying to touch him, run my fingers down his square jaw, and feel the vertical line that cuts across his cheeks. She yearned to, intensely.She wanted his touch nearly as much as she desired the sensation of his lips on hers and his hand molding her bust. An ardent prelude leading into an anthem. With the exception that she doubted her readiness for the series finale.Such irrational ideas posed an enormous threat to her mental stability