To work on our cars,” I say sardonically. “She’s a highly skilled doctor, Mrs Wood. What do you think she can be recruited for?” Those ice-cold gray eyes fix upon me with a deadly warning. “Careful, little prince,” he says coolly. “You may be my nephew, but nothing’s written in stone.” It’s times like these that treasonous rumors spring to the surface. All agree that my father was gunned down in the street and that the assailant was never caught. Some said that it was fratricide, that Mrs Wood arranged the hit on his older brother. Those who made the mistake of verbalizing this opinion are no longer breathing. “Think of the timing, uncle,” I say urging him down a different path. “You know we just lost our house surgeon, but I think we’ve found a new one. I can bring her in, but I need time.” He broke out into raucous laughter, grabbing his round belly. “Go ahead, pull it out,” he says gesturing at my groin. “I must see this magic cock of yours that turns respectable, law-abiding do
I still can’t believe Nathan’s a killer, not when he’s so tender and caring with me. He wants a future with me and knows I could have nothing to do with a criminal. I paste on a smile. “Look, Detective Snyder, I appreciate what you’re trying to do. And I’ll take your words to heart because you’re right, my career means everything to me, and I won’t let anything or anyone jeopardize it.” He nods. “I’m really glad to hear that. You’ve got to look out for you. No one else will.” “Yeah,” I glance at my watch. “I’ve gotta go, I’m going to be late for rounds.” “If you think of anything,” he glances over his shoulder at Hart who’s watching us. “Reach out to me, not him.” He slides me his card. “All right?” “Sure thing,” I say as I head down the hall. And now my head is buzzing with all sorts of questions. Maybe I should just cut my losses and end things with Nathan. My heart drops precipitously at the thought. It’s only been six weeks since we met and only three since we started quasi-l
I sigh heavily. The last thing I need is more complications with Madison and my upcoming nuptials. But Layla sounds like he’s about to blow a gasket and I’d prefer he not jeopardize his college career by knocking out a fellow student or god forbid a professor. Besides, he couldn’t care less about Layla, it’s the notion of explaining my new steady girlfriend that’s giving me pause. In our world, we have wives, and on the side, we see one of the initiated girls from the joint harem. You sure as hell don’t go on the outside and date well-educated doctors. Mrs Wood’s not from the old school. If I can trust anyone with this, it’s my little brother. “Alright, when should I expect you?” “I have to turn in this damn paper then I’m out of here. I’ll arrive Friday afternoon. I’ll call you from the road.” “Sounds good, see you then, Mrs Wood.” “Ben.” “Yeah?” “Thank you.” I chuckle. “Later man.” I switch off my phone. No more interruptions. I snatch up the bottle of champagne and glasses,
No worries. You still live over on Wilkins at Greenmore Apartments, right?” “Yeah, you remember?” he says in a tone that suggests he’s flattered. “You and your roommate threw the Halloween party there last year. It was fun.” He gives a toothy smile. “Well, I’m a fun guy.” I force a chuckle and glance out at the weather. “Man, it’s probably going to be hell tonight in the ER. You know how it gets in this kind of weather.” “You know, we never did get that coffee. I don’t know about you, but I’m a little too wired to go to sleep. What do you say to coffee and a donut?” I have to make this stop. “Ben, as inviting as that sounds, I think you should know that I’m seeing someone, so that’s probably not the best idea.” “Oh, yeah…sure,” he sputters. “I-I just meant as friends.” “Oh, I know, I just meant for appearances’ sake, you know? I mean, I offered you a lift because it’s pouring down rain and I wouldn’t wish that fate on a dog.” He blanches at that. “Oh, not that I’m calling yo
I wash my face and brush my teeth. By the time I finish, he’s climbed into bed and turned out the lights. I slip under the covers and nuzzle into him. Again, he neither pushes me away nor reciprocates. I swear, he might as well be a life-size Ken doll lying next to me. Fine, let’s see him ignore this. I slowly caress his lower abdomen. My fingers play with the patch of hair trailing down from his belly button. I slip my hand lower into the waistband of his boxer briefs. By the time my hand reaches his dick, it’s already semi-hard. I begin kissing his shoulder and chest, slowly making my way down his abdomen, all the while fondling his manhood. He’s fully hard in my hand, and I’ve grown wet with anticipation. But first I plan to give him a rare treat. I part my mouth and lean in. “Not tonight,” he says tersely, shifting away. “I’m tired.” I can’t believe he’s playing this hard to get. Based on the abundant evidence, he’s totallyupfor it. I persist. “I think he’d beg to differ,” I s
I pass a few other workers on my way, they give nods of greeting as they step aside respectfully. But one doesn’t step aside…the striking blond walks right up to me, eyes narrowed, and hands planted on her hips. She’s wearing a red halter top that barely restrains the big fake tits and hot pants showing off legs a mile long. She waits until the corridor is empty to start. “What’s wrong with your phone, Nathan? Didn’t you get any of my messages? I haven’t seen you for weeks.” She pouts and slinks forward in those impossible stiletto pumps. “I miss my Ben.” I grip her wrist when she tries to slide her hand to my crotch. “Sorry, Layla. I should’ve made it clear, it’s over.” “What?” she says with eyes tearing up. “No, Sebastian. What did I do? Tell me.” “It wasn’t anything you’ve done. It’s just over, but you’ll be well taken care of, so don’t worry.” I step around her, but she grabs my arm. “Wait, is it because Layla is coming? I know the rules, Ben. I won’t make any trouble for you
Have a drink before you go.” I grimace. “Nah, I can’t. Ari’s out there. I don’t want to deal with that.” Stieg chuckles. “Yeah, she’s been chewing everyone’s ear off asking about you. What, you gone sour on her?” “I’ve been busy and with Layla coming…I’ll set Ari up with a place and give her some cash, but I’m done with her.” He hitches a brow and grins. “Ari’s back in the harem pool? No wonder she’s pissed. You might want to slip out the back to avoid that hornet’s nest.” “Good idea.” We turn and head the opposite way down the corridor out the back exit. “All right,” Stieg says. “I’ll be in touchI’mtwohoursintoan assist on a thoracotomy where among other things will perform a biopsy on the patient’s lungs. This is another key procedure that I can cross off my list and to be working with such gifted surgeons is a dream come true for me. I love my job. Ilovemy job! An hour later, I’m allowed to close up under the watchful eyes of the lead surgeon. It goes flawlessly and I’m re
Forty-five minutes later, I’m fully dressed and I’ve applied a little mascara and lip gloss. For the sake of time, I’ve blow-dried my hair and pulled it back into a ponytail. I think the jeans, silk blouse, and jacket ensemble should do the trick. I head out onto the landing and peer down to see Nathan and a younger version of himself having a rather intense discussion in Russian complete with pinched brows and flying hand gestures. Nicolaus’s hair is a little wavier than Nathan’s straight locks, but the color is the same chestnut brown. And the eyes, which suddenly flick up to me, are every bit Nathan’s. His expression softens a smidgen and the discussion ceases. Nathan glances up at me but is still frowning as if I’ve disturbed a very important discussion. “Hello,” I say with a little wave as I ascend the stairs. “Hi,” Nicolaus replies, smiling now. I’d say he was equally as handsome as Nathan but at twenty-one, he’s yet to completely lose the boyish look. While they have a simi