Realization struck, he was about tomake loveto Nadia. He wasn’t about to have sex or fuck. Their connection was deeper than anything he’d ever had before, and it wasn’t because of her help with his PTSD attacks. It was because with her, he could conquer the world. For the first time since he walked away from his Army career, he had the urge to get back into what he’d trained for—performing surgeries. There was a long way for him to go. He and his therapist had a lot of work to do, but Mitch knew that with Nadia by his side he could conquer anything.
Adjusting his position so that he was nestled more securely against her entrance, he smoothed a hand over her hair. “Boston, I can’t imagine my life without you.” The second he finished speaking he lifted his hips and entered her with one thrust.
His body pulsed at the way her body accepted him immediately. Her inner muscles clenched around his hard length like they had around his fingers. Mitch never wanted to move. He wanted to stay joined with Nadia. Stay like this forever.
Forever.
The thought of being with her for all of eternity didn’t scare him. If anything it calmed him. Mitch started the slow withdrawal out of her, before plunging deep again. The more time he spent in her arms the more he didn’t want to leave.
Her fingers dug into his ass, and she swiveled her hips against his, deepening his penetration. A low tingle began to form at the base of his spine. With every increase of his thrusts, the tingle intensified until his climax was about to burst out of him. But he didn’t want to go alone. Reaching in between them, his thumb found her clit and he pressed down hard on the small nub of nerve endings. He maintained the pressure as he continued his thrusts until her cries filled his ears and his release consumed him. Their bodies shuddered together in contentment.
Gathering her close, Mitch turned them so he lay on his back and Nadia was sprawled on top of him. He brushed his lips against hers. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to move ever again.”
Nadia chuckled, which caused another full body shiver from the both of them. “I’m not complaining.”
Mitch took a deep breath, held it and then let it out. Tightening his hold on her, he closed his eyes. He hadn’t been lying when he said he didn’t think he could move again. Right this second, he never wanted to let her go.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The loud obnoxioussound of her ringtone jolted Nadia from her sleep. On automatic pilot she leaped out of bed and grabbed her purse which was resting on the nightstand. They’d needed it close by so Mitch could grab the condoms she’d shoved in there. Her body ached in a delicious,I’ve had numerous orgasmsway.
The number flashing on the screen had a Boston area code. She plopped down on the bed, her finger hovering over the accept button. The number wasn’t one she recognized. Her instincts screamed the call was related to the email she’d received.
“You going to answer that?” Mitch’s sleep roughened voice washed over her and reminded her of his whispered words of encouragement for her to give herself over to him.
The ringing stopped and she let out a breath. Her phone buzzed signaling a voicemail. Before she listened to the message, she should probably read the email. Everything was being weaved together like a tapestry, and after last night, the way she and Mitch had connected, the thought of listening to the message and reading the email was the last thing she wanted to do.
A warm hand landed on her neck, massaging the tension away in her neck. “Talk to me, Boston. What’s going on?”
Nadia didn’t know what to say. Her mind was going a million miles an hour.
Was she making too much of the email and phone call?
Maybe they weren’t connected at all. Even though the area code was from Boston it didn’t mean it had anything to do with what was sitting in her inbox. “Nothing’s going on.” The lie tasted like a bitter lemon on her tongue. Mitch had been nothing but honest with her and when he was giving her the support she’d given him, she was turning her back on it.
“Not sure I believe that.” Mitch’s voice was calm but he’d removed his hand and she shivered at the loss of the contact and warmth. The bed shifted beneath her. She didn’t need to look to know Mitch was getting out. “I’m going to the bathroom. We’ll need to leave shortly.”
The caring, sweet, sexy man from the night before had disappeared and she was to blame. Nadia flopped back on the bed, seeking the place where Mitch had been lying. She pulled the sheet up over her naked body, snuggling into it and burying her face into the pillow that had cradled Mitch’s head the night before.
The sound of the shower being turned filtered into the room. Maybe she could make it all better by going to join him. Run her hands over that strong body. Take his hard length into her mouth and suck them both into oblivion where they could forget the last few minutes had happened.
Nadia tossed the sheet aside and swung her legs over the bed. The second her feet hit the carpeted floor her phone rang again. Looking down it was the same number as before. Damn, whoever it was really wanted to speak to her. They’d left a message, yet they were trying to call her again.
What the hell was going on?
Answering was the only way she was going to find out. She had to stop being scared and face whoever it was.
“Nadia Fletcher speaking.”
“Good Morning Dr. Fletcher, this is Dr. Bryan Wilkins from Boston Memorial Hospital. I’m sorry to keep bothering you but it is imperative that I speak with you today.”
Nadia grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around her, her body chilling not only from the air conditioning but who was on the phone. Dr. Wilkins was the ER Registrar at Boston Memorial. Everyone wanted to work with him because his reputation in the medical field was legendary. Her parents had pushed her to apply to the hospital just to work with him. And now he was calling her, personally. Things like this didn’t happen in her world.
Taking a deep breath, she composed herself, even though her insides resembled a not quite set jelly mold. “I’m sorry to have missed your call, Dr. Wilkins. How can I help you?”
Good, her voice sounded sure and strong. Thank goodness this wasn’t a video call, she imagined her hair was sticking up everywhere and she probably still had glitter streaking her face.
“I’m going to get straight to the point. We’d like to offer you a position in our ER Department. One of the doctors we took on at the beginning of the year hasn’t worked out. Your application has always stayed in my mind and upon doing a little checking up to see what you’ve been doing in the interim, I’ve found out you’ve become a real asset to the Hill Country Medical Center. The Registrar there spoke highly of you and I think, with the experience you gained there, you’ll be a wonderful asset for us. What do you think? Will you come and work with us?”
