65: Out Of My Head

JADE

The doctor arrived just as Atlas was getting out of the bathroom.

He looked sinful in a plain black tee and gray sweatpants. You could already tell my eyes were pinned THERE. It didn’t help that there was a very obvious bulge.

I swallowed, looking away because I felt like a pervert for staring at him like that.

“I’ll give you time to eat.” Doc. Said before walking out.

Atlas took a seat at round coffee in one corner of his room. Instead of eating, he just sat.

“Don’t you want to eat?” I asked, seeing him make no move to start anything.

“I’m waiting for you.” He said plainly.

I didn’t understand what he meant and I frowned a little. I’d already served him. All he had to do was eat. What more did he need?

“Won’t you eat?” He asked, cocking a brow.

My mouth formed an ‘O’ and I shook my head.

“That’s yours. I’ll get something after we’re done here.”

Nerves wouldn’t let me eat. I don’t think I’ll be able to function properly. Not before the doctor tells us what is wrong and we find a