“You’ll have to come to mine,” she said. “You need someone with you, and the twins…I don’t know, I…”
She hadn’t been to Rose Cottage. It was too complicated to explain…yet. But she was right, I would need some help for the first few days at least. “Okay.”
“And there’s no way you can make yourself the healthy meals you’re going to need and—”
“I said okay.”
“And washing your clothes, and I know the wound is pretty much healed but…”
I tipped my head and smiled. “Okay, thanks, I’d love that. To come to yours.”
“You’re not going to argue about it?”
“No, why would I? I want to be with you and I know I’m going to be running on a low battery for the next few weeks, so it makes perfect sense.”
“Oh…oh, in that case.” She grinned. “Great. I’ve taken some annual leave, so we’ll have nothing to worry about except getting you better.”
My gaze slipped to the neckline of her dress. The first rise of her sweet breasts were just visible, and my palms itched to cup the soft flesh. “I know what will make me feel loads better.” My cock reacted again, and a memory of her sprawled out on the floor, orgasming on my tongue, girl cum heating my fingers, brought me to a semi hard-on.
Again I caught her wrist, and this time I placed her palm on my groin. “I know exactly what medicine I’m gonna need when I get out of here.”
The right side of her mouth tipped into a sexy smile that had more blood rushing to my cock. “We should check with the doctor.” She squeezed my length. “Find out when you’re allowedthatagain.”
I held in a groan. “I don’t fucking care what he says, once I’m out of here, my rules, got that?”
“Got that, Daddy.”
Fuck. She’s was hot when she said that. It meant she knew I was in charge, and damn it, I was.
I caught her around the back of her neck and hauled her in for a deep kiss.
She stroked my cock, over my sweats and then squeezed the base, cupping my balls.
Damn it, now I wanted to fuck, or get her on her knees sucking me at least. Those pretty lips around my dick as she gazed up at me all innocent and wanting was just the healing I needed. I was sure we’d get away with it, the nurses didn’t come in to my room that often any more.
“Hey, Dad.”
“What the…?” I broke the kiss.
She snatched her hand away.
I grabbed a pillow and set it over my lap.
In the doorway stood Harry, Nathan, and—to my dismay—Sarah.
She had a face on her like a thunderstorm was brewing, a force five hurricane about to hit. I’d seen it before when I’d found out about her affair and she’d blamed my work for her lies and infidelity.
Yep, that was all my doing…apparently.
“Hey, boys, didn’t know you were coming in,” I said with a smile. “Great to see you both.”
I’d spoken to them on the phone, two days ago. Reassured them that I was okay despite being shot and would be out of the hospital soon. I hadn’t thought Sarah would bother to bring them to see me, despite it being my weekend to have them.
Amy stood by the window, looking out. Likely waiting for her cheeks to fade from scarlet to pink.
“I’ll leave them with you,” Sarah said, her nose wrinkling. “Unless you’re too busy to see them.”
“Not at all.” I grinned and nodded at the bed. “Come sit. Nathan, how’d you get on with the maths test?”
