“Eat this apple,” she turned and threw it at him. He caught it in time — “You’ll give me a new heart attack!”
“No I won’t.”
“And I don’t want to eat this.”
“Why?”
“It keeps doctors away.”
She stared at him, probably as appalled at his dead humour as he was.
“It was a sad joke.”
She kept staring.
“You are sucking all the fun out of this!”
Her face remained blank.
“Say something!”
“Your jokes are becoming flatter. Obnoxious was better.”
“That’s because you are living here like a well-behaved roommate with a medical degree and sucking all the fun out of my plans.”
“What plans?”
“Doctor-patient plans. What’s even the use of getting this angioplasty if I can’t play patient and yelldoctor-doctor help meevery time you pass?”
“I think we need to stent your brain too.”
“You have to come closer for that.”
She grabbed another apple and he ducked, only for her to bite into it with a crunch.
“Fuck, you are good.”
She smirked, taking another bite and walking to him. Her lips were perfect, bow-shaped, turned up, her eyes alight.Now they were talking!He sat up, opening the stance between his legs, hoping to tug her in. This patient game hadn’t proven useful for him,and, it was taking away his right to kiss her. No more.
Ritu stepped between his legs and his heart thumped. Nilay stared up at her, moistening his lips, taking his hands up to grab her hips. She leaned down, and he trailed his palms up to her waist, squeezing it just as he heard the snap of a velcro.
“Sleeve up.” She commanded, grinning, holding the cuff of the BP machine up. He scowled.
“Give me a kiss first.”
“You wanted me to take your BP, come,” she set her apple in his right hand and raised his left one to push the cuff. He pulled it away, hiding it behind his back. “Only after I get a kiss.”
She shrugged. “Suit yourself. I have my morning reading. Now at night.”
“See if I let you take it at night.”
“See if I don’t take it at night.”
Nilay smirked, snaking his hand up her thigh and to her hip. He pulled her close and she gasped.
“You have been commanding this long enough, Doctor. Don’t forget, my reports are coming tomorrow. And once they come clean, which I know they will, the command passes to me.”
Her throat worked a swallow.
