thank you for this round.” Her smile almost
appeared coy after everything they just shared. “I love the feel of you inside
me.”
He groaned as she wiggled her hips. The movement made his
body spasm again. “Me too.” He pulled out of her despite his words. “But I need
a nap and a good meal before we get started again.”
She yawned as she repositioned herself on the bed so she
could lie down. With the covers pulled up around her she looked vulnerable. He
would’ve felt guilty about taking advantage of her but he was fairly certain
she’d done her best to take advantage of him. “I need to get cleaned up. Will
you be okay?”
Her hand flitted through the air as she brushed his concern
off. “I’m safe. For now.”
He walked over to the nearest trashcan before carefully
removing the condom. “I’ll just be a shout away. If you need anything.”
“I won’t.”
He smiled at the muffled quality of her voice. She was
already drifting off. And the best thing he could do for her right now would be
to let her have the peace and quiet she needed. He threw the condom away before
fixing his clothes. Then with one last glance over his shoulder he walked out
her door and back into the chaos of the hospital.
Be calm and all businesslike. That’s how he should be
acting right now. But he couldn’t seem to stop the smile that seemed determined
to take over his face or the skip in his step. His step really didn’t need a
skip. He was in a hospital. Who skipped in a hospital?
Apparently he did. When he was happy, at least. It didn’t
happen very often. So rarely, in fact, that he had a hard time remembering the
last time he felt this way. And that cloud of joy followed him all the way down
three hallways and on the short elevator ride to the cafeteria. He was just
about to open the door to the lunchroom, however, when another person caught
his attention and managed to burst his little bubble of happiness.
“How’s it going, Jack?”
“As I live and breathe. If it isn’t the one and only Max
Parker. What brings you to my little quarter of the galaxy?” As if he had to
ask. Anytime Rowe got into trouble Parker wasn’t too far behind. Jack had come
to appreciate the man’s protectiveness. Rowe didn’t seem to take as much
caution in her life as she should. She needed people to look after her. The
more the merrier in his opinion. The only problem was, wherever Parker was, the
man’s wife was sure to follow.
“You know why I’m here. And you’re lucky I was able to keep
Harlow from barging into Rowe’s room to check on her. If I hadn’t, you wouldn’t
be able to breathe without coughing up blood.”
His heart skipped a beat in panic at the thought of Harlow
walking in on them while having sex. Not that he minded other people knowing
about them. He wasn’t ashamed. Hell, he’d sing it from the rafters if he thought
that wouldn’t embarrass Rowe. And if he didn’t think it’d get him committed for
psychiatric observation.
The problem with Harlow was… Hell, he didn’t really know
what her problem was. They had simply gotten off on the wrong foot. The woman
hated him with a passion. And she was Rowe’s best friend. It didn’t take a
genius to realize that if Harlow freaked out about him in front of Rowe, it
would be the end for whatever was happening between them. And he really didn’t
want it to end. Not so soon after it began. “And how is that lovely wife of
yours today?”
“Pissed.”
“Because Rowe was injured?” He hoped that was the extent of
Harlow’s knowledge about what happened tonight. At least until he could smooth
things over with her. Who knew? Maybe he could get her on his side. Given
enough time.
“And because when I wouldn’t let her go into the room she
insisted on checking on her using the hospital monitors.”
“Shit.” She knew.
Parker laughed but quickly smothered the sound with a hand.
“You didn’t hear that. I do not find this situation amusing in the