he’d made his choice so we had to accept it.
Justin and I were in bed and watching TV that night when I realized that we hadn’t had sex. I looked at him and just stared. He must’ve felt my gaze on him because he turned his eyes toward me and smiled.
“What?”
“We’re laying in your bed and we’re not sexed up.”
“Speak for yourself sweetheart,” he laughed.
“What?”
“Babe, just because my paws aren’t all over you doesn’t mean I’m not sexed up.”
He was confusing me. “I’m not following.”
“Okay, then let me explain Terri. Sometimes there are things that are more important than sex. Like today for instance. You were crumbling on me. I was afraid for your safety. You’re hurting inside for your brother. Yeah, he made that choice. But honey, he’s still your brother. And it still hurts like hell. So sometimes, we might just need to be together. You know...talk, touch that sort of thing. And not always sex. I’ll always be sexed up around you. I’m a testosterone filled tool. What can I say? But I respect you and your feelings enough to know that’s not what you need right now. Am I making sense?”
That was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me in my life. I wanted to curl up with this man and stay like this for the rest of my life. I really didn’t want to go all gushy on him, all girlie like, but damn it all, when he said that stuff, my eyes filled up like a pond after a heavy storm, and well, I just couldn’t blink enough to keep the overflow at bay.
He rolled me on my back and his face was next to mine in a heartbeat. In a whisper that made me shiver all over he said, “Terri, honey, I didn’t mean to make you cry. I just wanted you to know that I really am just a horny guy all the time around you. But just because I am, it doesn’t mean I’m going to take advantage of you...ever. Today was rough on you and I think you needed some time.”
“Thanks Justin. I’m only crying ‘cause that’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. Really.”
He nudged my face with his nose and smiled against my mouth.
“Really? You’re not just saying that?”
“No, I won’t ever just say that.”
His smile grew and he kissed me chastely. Then he rolled on his back and took me with him, snuggling me against him. I fell asleep in his arms, and woke up the same way in the morning.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Justin
This is going to be a long weekend of call. Terri’s at my place so I’ll try to sneak home as often as possible to spend some time with her, but she also needs her space too. When she was upset over her brother, my world toppled too. Seeing her like that put an edge on my soul that I didn’t like. I don’t want it to return.
I’m thinking about hiring a private detective for her. I’m worried that brother of hers will come back and hurt her. She’s scared too but won’t say much about it...she’s trying to put forth a brave face. I’m proud of her but I swear to God, if he lays a hand on her, he’s a dead man. I’ll see to it myself. He won’t have to worry about a fix anymore, because he’ll be permanently fixed...by me.
Work has been a ball buster all morning with one case after another. We’re getting closer to the holidays and I can sure tell with all the car wrecks. And Destiny...her flirting has gone from mild to outrageous. Even the other nurses are making comments to me about it. I’ve told her to stop, and if she doesn’t, I’m going to file a sexual harassment claim against her. Just this morning, she came up to me and put her arms around me as I was scrubbing. Then she slipped a hand, or tried to anyway, down the front of my pants. I pulled away from her and made a point of telling her how inappropriate her actions were. She screwed up my scrubbing routine and I had to begin all over. I was extremely pissed off.
I stormed into the OR and the scrub nurse raised her brows at me. “Rough morning, Dr.
Justin and I were in bed and watching TV that night when I realized that we hadn’t had sex. I looked at him and just stared. He must’ve felt my gaze on him because he turned his eyes toward me and smiled.
“What?”
“We’re laying in your bed and we’re not sexed up.”
“Speak for yourself sweetheart,” he laughed.
“What?”
“Babe, just because my paws aren’t all over you doesn’t mean I’m not sexed up.”
He was confusing me. “I’m not following.”
“Okay, then let me explain Terri. Sometimes there are things that are more important than sex. Like today for instance. You were crumbling on me. I was afraid for your safety. You’re hurting inside for your brother. Yeah, he made that choice. But honey, he’s still your brother. And it still hurts like hell. So sometimes, we might just need to be together. You know...talk, touch that sort of thing. And not always sex. I’ll always be sexed up around you. I’m a testosterone filled tool. What can I say? But I respect you and your feelings enough to know that’s not what you need right now. Am I making sense?”
That was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me in my life. I wanted to curl up with this man and stay like this for the rest of my life. I really didn’t want to go all gushy on him, all girlie like, but damn it all, when he said that stuff, my eyes filled up like a pond after a heavy storm, and well, I just couldn’t blink enough to keep the overflow at bay.
He rolled me on my back and his face was next to mine in a heartbeat. In a whisper that made me shiver all over he said, “Terri, honey, I didn’t mean to make you cry. I just wanted you to know that I really am just a horny guy all the time around you. But just because I am, it doesn’t mean I’m going to take advantage of you...ever. Today was rough on you and I think you needed some time.”
“Thanks Justin. I’m only crying ‘cause that’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. Really.”
He nudged my face with his nose and smiled against my mouth.
“Really? You’re not just saying that?”
“No, I won’t ever just say that.”
His smile grew and he kissed me chastely. Then he rolled on his back and took me with him, snuggling me against him. I fell asleep in his arms, and woke up the same way in the morning.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Justin
This is going to be a long weekend of call. Terri’s at my place so I’ll try to sneak home as often as possible to spend some time with her, but she also needs her space too. When she was upset over her brother, my world toppled too. Seeing her like that put an edge on my soul that I didn’t like. I don’t want it to return.
I’m thinking about hiring a private detective for her. I’m worried that brother of hers will come back and hurt her. She’s scared too but won’t say much about it...she’s trying to put forth a brave face. I’m proud of her but I swear to God, if he lays a hand on her, he’s a dead man. I’ll see to it myself. He won’t have to worry about a fix anymore, because he’ll be permanently fixed...by me.
Work has been a ball buster all morning with one case after another. We’re getting closer to the holidays and I can sure tell with all the car wrecks. And Destiny...her flirting has gone from mild to outrageous. Even the other nurses are making comments to me about it. I’ve told her to stop, and if she doesn’t, I’m going to file a sexual harassment claim against her. Just this morning, she came up to me and put her arms around me as I was scrubbing. Then she slipped a hand, or tried to anyway, down the front of my pants. I pulled away from her and made a point of telling her how inappropriate her actions were. She screwed up my scrubbing routine and I had to begin all over. I was extremely pissed off.
I stormed into the OR and the scrub nurse raised her brows at me. “Rough morning, Dr.
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