SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 214

- HAZEL -

I hate being in a hospital. I hate waking up to body aches and I hate not being able to move without the supervision of a health professional. I hate being connected to drips and taking several medications daily.

I hate perceiving the air here. I just hate being ill. There’s nothing fun about it. Aside from the well wishes and get well soon cards and gifts and actual food that’s not hospital food from friends, there’s nothing intriguing about being a patient. I can’t wait to get out of here. Especially when due to the raid, there was an implemented school vacation for a long period of time.

To not altar our education, some students may be transferred or we might have to rush our academic session when school finally resumes but we won’t have any information till further notice. Right now, the news still revolves around the chaos. What I don’t want is to be stuck here for so long that I miss enjoying the time away from school.

That would most definitely suck. I roll my eyes.

I’m the only one present in my room today. I’ve been here for two weeks and I’m still waiting for the day a doctor walks in and tells me I will be discharged.

I hear some chatter coming from outside my room. I’m in one of the best rooms in this fancy, private hospital and I’m pretty sure these walls are pretty thick so it’s a shocker to me that I can hear some chatter.

The chatter became louder. This is when I glance towards the door. The door is open. Emerging from it is Killian with a doctor. They seem to be having a serious discussion. The doctor keeps reviewing some files, which I know are patient files, in his hand while communicating with Killian.

I clear my throat. I’m passing through this freaking boredom that I know it would be nice to talk to someone even if it’s a doctor, but no, the person whose attention I want to get is Killian.

Killian looks my way. The man winks at me with a grin then averts his gaze back to the doctor. This makes my cheeks burn. I guess I’ll just have to pretend I have something better to do while waiting for him.

“Thank you, doctor.” Killian’s voice slips into my ears, louder this time. I stare at the door again. He’s walking in. The moment he stands before me, warm lips gently rests on my forehead. This sends shivers throughout my body. “Hello beautiful.” Killian says, a warm, gentle and somewhat deep tone. If voices were edible, I would eat his. “How are you doing today?” He walks in front of me, making himself comfortable on the sofa close to my bed.

“Hi.” I respond. I can’t help but smile so sheepishly.

His question finally hits me. I blink.

“I have a wound and I’m stuck on a hospital bed. Have a guess.” I say. Before now, I never thought sarcasm would sound so sweet coming out from me.

Killian takes a careful look at me. I know he’s concerned but the way he looks at me makes me feel. . . Sexy. My God! This man can undress you with his eyes respectfully.

“Stop staring at me.” I breath, looking down at myself. I’m not dressed in a way to make him look at me like that.

“Does a mother tell her baby not to drink milk from her breasts? Or does she tell the child to halt the addiction to it?” Killian’s voice was deep. That question made me feel dumb. I get his point and I have to say,. . . . I pause, searching for the right word, I gulp,. . . . I have to say that I don’t know what to say. A deep chuckle resounds in my ears. “You’re so beautiful when you’re puzzled, my innocent kitten.”

First off, ‘innocent’ and the word ‘cat’ does not mix. It’s like calling a wet pussy pure or not needy and I am not referring to the animal cats.

“I’m not innocent.” I murmur. He stands up and walks to me. Killian’s arms are on the ends of my bed, supporting his form as he leans towards me. His face is just inches apart from mine, forcing me to gaze at him.

“To me, you are.” His lips locks with mine, devouring my mouth in a short kiss. When his mouths gets off mine, I bite my lower lip. I don’t like when he teases me like that. When he kisses me, my body begs for more but I know I won’t get more. Not unless he wants to give it to me. And his speciality is making me beg for it.

“You’re disgusting for enjoying the tongue of a sick person.” My eyes leers from his lips to his eyes then back to his lips again. I swallow, starvation dawning hard on me.

“Oh?” Killian breath. His hand probes my body till it lands on my neck. I enjoy the gentle strokes of his thumb on my skin. I feel his breath fan my face as he closes in on me. I shut my eyes, tilting my head slightly higher to meet his mouth.

Killian’s nose nuzzles my skin as he tempts me with his touch. “And you’re nasty for wanting more of this ‘disgusting’ man.” He whispers to my face. I feel his lips next to mine but not on mine.

This makes me open my eyes. He draws his head away from mine. Touché. Very unprofessional and touché. I hate that it gets to me this hard but can anyone blame me?

I mean, it’s Killian.

“I have news.” He says, standing upright before me.

“Well then, tell me.” I murmur, keeping my gaze on him. He looks amused.

“Get ready to leave because we’re heading back to where we met tonight.”

My eyes almost bulge out of my sockets when I hear the words. I take my time to process it, to be sure that I didn’t just imagine what he said because those are the words I’ve been wanting to hear, and he actually said that. “T. . .t. . .” I start. My words fumble and I clear my throat, trying to regain my composure before speaking again. “Tonight?” I ask.

Killian smirks in return. He’s serious. I’ve been discharged. Oh my days, I thought this day would never come.

“I have strict orders from the hospital to take good care of you and follow a health plan and you’re all mine to have.”

Fuck orders, I will live however they want me to and eat what they recommend all on my own if it means not having to be here. I throw the sheet concealing the lower part of my body to the side, exposing my legs.

“When will I get these casts off?” I ask, referring to the cast on the arm where the bullet hit.

“In due time.” Killian utters. That sounds good to me as long as I don’t have to be here. I place both my legs out the bed and Killian walks to help me stand.

“I love you, you know that right?” I say, staring right at him. Killian pulls me to him by my waist. The way he holds me spells that I’m his in so many ways but there’s literally no one here but the two of us so I don’t get it. But do I love it? Hell yeah. I love that everywhere and anywhere, he shows me how much he cares about me. It warms my heart each time.

“Not even with a bullet stuck in my head would I forget.”

A frown forms on my face at his words. I know a jest when I hear one. I smack his shoulder. “Not funny.” Killian laughs, holding me tighter. “I love you, Hazel. More than life itself.”

SIDE NOTE FROM AUTHOR: I honestly can’t wait for them to get back home too, the drama waiting to unfold!! Ouuu.