“Are you going to come?”
“Uh, yeah. I’m on my way. How long did they say it would be?”
“A few hours, they have to harvest the piece from Austin first, and they’ll keep Hunter under while they do.”
“Okay. Alright.” I felt dazed as I tried to make sense of everything. “I’ll be there soon.”
hunter
Grogginess washeavy on my head when my eyelids fluttered open. With a groan, the blast of bright light burned, and I shut them again quickly before slowly trying again. Finally, I managed to look around, taking in my surroundings as I processed the change of machinery next to my bed.
My IV line was still attached to my hand, but new meds were being pumped into my body—pain meds. Then it all came back to me, and my hand flew to my side, where I found the bandages that were currently layered over my wound site.
The surgery. It had happened.
Relief flooded through me as I laid back my head and smiled. Years of suffering and waiting were finally coming to an end. Maybe now I would finally be able to live a normal life and do all the things I wanted.
“Everything’s fine.”
Her soft voice sent palpitations through my heart. I twisted my head to the side to see her, and a grin spread across my face. “You’re here.”
“Of course, I’m here. I came the minute I found out they took you into surgery.”
My eyes devoured her full figure as she rose from the chair and stepped toward me. Her soft hand slid into my open palm, and I closed it tightly, brushing my thumb across the back of it slowly.
“Did you?” I teased with a grin. “I was there, and I didn’t see you. I was very disappointed you weren’t in the surgery with me.”
A blush rose on her cheeks. The way it rouged her features sent a zip through my cock, and it tented the stupid little dressing gown and sheet they had over me.
But she didn’t notice. Her eyes were on me. “Yeah, well, they wouldn’t have let me in any way.”
She stepped closer as my tongue slipped out to wet my bottom lip. I wanted her to kiss me. I hoped she leaned down and got close enough that I could take advantage of the proximity and touch her. I wanted to trace those curves and cup her breasts, teasing her nipples into tight, aching peaks.
I pictured all the things I would do to her with my newfound stamina. No more “over-doing it” or “exerting myself” on simple tasks that every other twenty-five-year-old could do. Now I could go all night long, and I wanted it to be between her thighs.
“The hospital frowns on participating in the care of someone you love. It tends to hinder your judgment.” She shrugged like what she was saying wasn’t a big deal. “So, I hung out in the observation theater with my sister.”
I stared at her for a very long moment before the heart monitor on my left started beating rapidly, and Georgia’s eyes flew up to see that my heart rate had increased–almost dangerously-so.
“Hunter! Breathe!” She managed a laugh as she attacked the machine into silence, and while she moved about, my eyes never left her.
“Do you mean it?”
“Mean what?” She played dumb, but the smile on her face gave her away. My hand in hers gave me the chance to tug her toward me, and she laughed as she caught herself on the mattress, bowing over me as our mouths hovered perilously close.
“Yes.” She grinned before our mouths collided, searing our lips together with a kiss that left every other kiss I’d had in my life in the dust. There were no other lips than these that I wanted against mine. She tasted like heaven and honey, making me drunk on her flavor.
Our entwined hands released only so I could slide my hand around the back of her neck as I pressed her close, longingly brushing my tongue against her bottom lip in the hopes that she would open for me and allow for a deeper sample.
The arm holding her above me gave out, and her chest came down flush on mine. Thank God for the pain meds, but it wouldn’t have mattered. Nothing mattered except this and Georgia.
When we finally broke apart for air, I grinned at her. “Does this mean you’ve given up resisting my charms?”
She snorted and swatted my arm as she straightened up. “What charms?” She arched an eyebrow and smirked.
Her expression went right to my cock, which was already steel and attempting to rip through the fabric separating us. Was it inappropriate to ask her to give me a blowie in recovery?
“Whose got the jokes now?” I asked with a grin just as the door opened and my parents walked in.