Forty- one

Alex

I could still my lips tingling from the abrupt kiss I shared with Martha and that was just the underlying sign of my need for Martha. It was driving me crazy; I was obsessed. I wanted her lips on mine forever.

It took me a lot of self restraint and thought for me not to just grab her and pull her onto the bed that time, and I was proud of myself for not doing that, but my head was filled with lust and regret now. So much so, that I was nearly damn near ripping the IV needle from my wrist when a nurse came in.

She was a petite brunette, in scrubs that fit around her figure perfectly. She had that sultry look that all guys would fall for, but I wasn’t interested one bit. Even if I wasn’t mated to Martha, I wouldn’t have gone for someone like her. She looked too dangerous.

“You’re healing up pretty well,” she commented as soon as she reached my side, even when she made no checks on me. Instead, she let her gaze roam up and down my body and I narrowed my eyes at her.

“How are you fee