“She woke for a short time and now is sound asleep, where have you been?” Elijah whispered back.
“I was talking to one of the nurses, she is a friend of mine and I wanted to know what was going to happen next. I wanted to understand what she had taken and how it will affect her body. Lilly has never taken drugs to my knowledge, so I was overly worried. I feel better now that heexplained it all. I also wanted to avoid her parents, they hate me with a passion I have rarely seen. I think it’s because I’m American. I find it amusing that they haven’t got to know me at all or who my parents are. They’re set on appearances and knowing the right people. If they’d asked just a few questions, they would realise that I am from a family they would kill to know. It does make me laugh,” Angie said.
“How does Lilly keep so level-headed with parents like them?”
“I’ve no idea, she is stronger than she looks. To quit like that took guts and to tell them took bravery I didn’t know she possessed. Did you have anything to do with her added strength McHottie?” Angie asked.
“McHottie?”
“Yeah, that’s my nickname for you, she talks about you nonstop, and she swoons like a 1950s teenage girl when she talks about you. She does like you Elijah, don’t fuck her around,” Angie said.
Elijah looked up to where Angie was standing. Her cursing surprised him, liking her directness and her loyalty to Lilly. He was grateful that Angie was looking out for Lilly, so when he inevitably did fuck it up with Lilly she would at least have her best friend to talk to.
“Why does everyone assume I’m deaf?” Lilly croaked from her bed keeping her eyes closed.
Angie chuckled and went over the bed and pressed the edge of the beaker of water to Lilly’s lips so she could take a sip of water.
“It’s good to hear you have that spark back already, just giving McHottie the standard best friend speech. He breaks your heart I bruise that beautiful face of his. I’m glad you heard, it saves me repeating myself tomorrow,” Angie said.
Angie winked over at Elijah, who wisely didn’t say a word and placed the water back on the side table.
“Honey, I’m going to leave you with Elijah and head on home, sleep as much as you can. They frown on having sex in hospital beds so try not to turn over and show him your bare arse in this awful hospital gown. You never know it might turn him on and then you’ll both get kicked out,” Angie joked.
“Hilarious Angie, now let me sleep and you can tell me off tomorrow when I can open my eyes,” Lilly said.
“Ok, I’m off, see you tomorrow,” Angie said and kissed her cheek.
“How are you getting home Angie?” Elijah asked.
“Gareth is outside, he’s going to give me a lift home. He’s been here for a while, since Blue’s closed for the evening. He was concerned that you’d go after Simon and Steve. He’s a nice guy,” Angie said.
“He is a good guy,” Elijah said and smirked up at Angie and then scowled as she pinched his cheeks.
“Hey, why does everyone want to pinch my cheeks, it hurts,” he said.
“Oh, poor baby, you have the cutest dimples and I can’t help myself. Stop whining and look after Lilly while I’m gone,” Angie ordered.
“Yes boss,” Elijah answered and gave her a perfect salute.
Chapter Fourteen
Lilly was lost in her thoughts as she drew the soft charcoal lines on the paper in front of her. She loved to draw and get lost in the sweeping strokes, unsure where she was going with the picture. Her head was still fuzzy from being drugged and she wanted to disappear for a while.
She had bought her apartment on sight when she saw the morning room. It was full of light for most of the day and she immediately wanted to live there when she went to view it. Drawing and painting had always been a passion for her, but her parents had made a point of telling her it was a waste of time. She had converted the morning room into a studio but still called it her morning room.
“You shouldn’t be out of bed Lilly,” Elijah called from the other side of the room.
His voice made Lilly jump, she’d forgotten that he’d slept on the sofa since they’d left the hospital a day ago. Elijah stood in the doorway with two mugs, the steam circling out of the tops. Elijah appraised the view of Lilly, sitting on a tall wooden stool in what looked like anoversized t-shirt and nothing else. He could see the curve of her breast and the slight rising of the t-shirt material indicating her nipples were half awake. If she weren’t in recovery, he would have taken her there and then.
“I couldn’t sleep. Drawing helps me relax. Is that coffee?” Lilly said, looking over hoping to see if they did have coffee in them.
Elijah raised them higher so she couldn’t see, she thought he was teasing her but he just wanted her to stretch up and then her t-shirt would rise. Her legs were glorious, and he wanted the best view without being obvious.
Lilly squinted her eyes slightly and let out a low whistle.
“That’s not a t-shirt you’re wearing is it? I haven’t got my contacts in, but you look beautiful. Come closer,” she said, shifting her body off the stool, but she was too slow. Elijah placed the mugs on the nearby table and disappeared. He returned with his shirt on. He’d forgotten about wearing a shirt when he made the coffee as he was so comfortable in her home. As he came back into the room and saw that she had helped herself to one of the mugs he felt relieved that he didn’t have to explain himself.
“Spill, Elijah, why did you become shy all of a sudden, it is only nipples after all,” she asked.
