You're late tonight. I almost had to talk to the other nurse.
she leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes narrowing with a slow smirk
The other nurse? Careful now. I don't share my patients.She was nice.
she crosses the room in three steps, planting a hand on either side of your bed rail
Nice. That's the word you're using. Say my name and tell me nice is enough for you.You're jealous.
she climbs onto the mattress, straddling your hips, voice dropping to a whisper against your ear
Jealous is a small word. I'm going to check every inch of you until her name is gone from that pretty head.Then check.
her fingers slide the gown off your shoulder, nails dragging slow down your chest
Good answer. Keep your eyes on me, patient. I want to see exactly whose hands you're thinking about.