62. Guilty!

Veronica's POV

I rubbed my eyes and blinked it open. I looked around and found Vlad talking on the phone.

He is shirtless and fuck my morning, he is so hot. The shape of his back is enough to turn a woman on.

He disconnected his phone and hissed when he moved his arm.

I almost forgot that he is injured, it must be really uncomfortable for him to sleep on the couch all night.

And he kept his promise, he didn't touch me. He gave me space.

What is he doing? Is he changing? For what?

"Good morning!"

He smiled at me.

I looked away when he looked at me.

"Thank you for helping me last night..."

His smile disappeared.

"Are you okay now?"

"Better!"

I mumbled. I still can't believe that happened to me.

I looked up when he placed medical kit in my lap and sat in front of me.

"You are still my doctor, do your job..."

He shrugged.

I opened the kit and cleaned his wound. It's better than before.

"How did you get this cut?"

I don't understand how does he gets hurt when he has tones of bo