An Acute Attraction

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Let’s get you upstairs for the moment.”
                   I nod as that is all the energy I can muster. I am not only tired; I ache, in some places that haven’t ached in a long while.
     
                   Marc leans down as though he is about to kiss me, but then in a switch movement wraps an arm around my back, while the other goes down to behind my thighs. You’ve got to be kidding me! I swat at him clicking in as to what he is about to do.
     
                    In a deep, defiant voice; the type I would use on the kids, I tell him authoritatively,
     
                   “You are not going to do that! You’ll break your back for one or strain it at least and I am not going to be held responsible for that.”
     
                     Standing straight again he laughs and holds both of his hands up as though he has been put under arrest. “Ok, Ok.” He defiantly says.
     
                     I smirk at him. “If you want to help you can put an arm around me so that I don’t collapse before I get to my room.”
     
                     Reaching around me, he locks the car and pulls me to him. “I can do that.”
     
                     Being wrapped in his protective arm, I feel safe. I know he wouldn’t let me fall and so I lean in to him.
     
                     The moment we reach my room I have to stifle a yawn. “That good was it?” I hear the playfulness in his voice, so I just roll my eyes at him. The grin on his handsome face backs up what I thought. Trying to stop another yawn, I banter back.
     
                     “It’s entirely your fault Mr Sanders, you have worn me out.”
     
                   Seeing him raise an eyebrow makes my stomach tighten. If I wasn’t so tired and know that Marc had work to do; I’d unlock the door in a flash, push him into the room and strip him naked! Bloody hell Chambers, you’ll need therapy for a sex addiction by the end of the week! Mentally slapping myself out of it, I unlock my door and turn to face him.
     
                  “Yet again Mr Sanders I have to thank you for another wonderful day, it’s been a pleasure.”
     
                    Placing a delicate kiss to the corner of my mouth makes me even weaker. “You go and have a good rest; I’ll text you later to see if you’re awake and Ok.”
     
     
                    Failing rapidly I retreat into my room and Marc stands where he is until I close the door behind me. Walking to the bed I flop onto it and sleep where I drop.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 5          
     
               Waking to the low sun, I realise I must have crashed out as soon as my head had hit the pillow and still dressed in the clothes from earlier, I feel the dampness on the pillow from where I have been sleeping open mouthed. Reaching out for my phone I look at the time. 7pm! Crap! 3 hours I've been out for and I read that I have one message off Marc, plus 2 messages and 4 missed phone calls off Jackie. Double crap! I quickly scan Marc’s text.
               “Good evening beautiful. I hope you slept well. If you’re still sleeping, say hello when you wake up. x”
                 I return his text. “Good evening handsome. I’ve just risen from my pit. I slept like a log. Just need to text Jackie then I’ll call you as soon as I’m done. I have a gut feeling I am in trouble with her though. x”
                 My phone alerts me of his instant reply. “No worries. Good luck and see you later. x”
                  I sit myself up and prop my back against the head board, making myself as comfortable as possible. My instincts are proven right when I enter the

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