Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
“I’m glad your first day went so well, sunshine.”
Jenna beamed and stepped toward me, then paused and moved back, clenching her arms around her middle. My jaw clenched, pissed that she wasn’t wrapped around me instead. I hated anything that got to touch her when I didn’t, even her arms. Or her teeth biting her plump pink lips. It would be a miracle if I survived the next seven weeks.
The elevator reached my floor, and I debated riding to the top with Jenna to make sure she made it home safely, but I didn’t want to run into anyone else and risk them sensing what I felt for her. Especially Blair or Justice.
“Good night, sunshine.” I walked out of the lift, but before the doors slid shut, I turned around. “Come to my office first tomorrow,” I told her.
She didn’t have time to reply before the elevator shut and surged upward.
I trudged to my apartment door and unlocked it, then frowned when I stepped inside the cold, quiet space. It had never seemed as empty as it did now that I could imagine Jenna filling my life.
Once I’d taken off my coat and hung it up in the closet, I set my scarf and gloves on a little entry table. Then I meandered back to the primary bedroom and didn’t bother to turn on the lights as I changed into jeans and a T-shirt. Sunset was around four thirty this time of year, so the view from my floor-to-ceiling windows was beautiful.
I padded barefoot out to the kitchen and told my smart device to turn on the lights, then I opened the refrigerator and stared at my meager options. Since I spent so much time at the hospital, I wasn’t often home at meal times. Something I would start changing right away. The hospital staff could take the next couple of months to get used to my working on administrative tasks from home more often.
My phone dinged with a text message, so I shut the fridge and wandered over to the counter where I’d set it.
Unknown:
Hi, this is Jenna Kendall. My mom gave me your number. I wanted to thank you again. And I thought you should have my number in case you need me.
I most definitely needed her.
Unknown:
I mean, need me at the hospital. When I’m not scheduled. Or if anything changes.
The text bubble appeared, then disappeared a few times, and I couldn’t help chuckling as I pictured her blushing over rambling in a text. I added her to my contacts, then typed out a response.
Me:
No thanks necessary. I’m lucky to have you—
I deleted the last part and rephrased it.
Me:
No thanks necessary. We’re lucky to have you.
I contemplated changing it back, then hit send before I did.
Then I followed up with another message.
Me:
Don’t forget what I said about tomorrow.
Sunshine:
I won’t. Good night, Dr. Sutton.
Sunshine:
Oops. I mean…Chase.
Me:
Sweet dreams, sunshine.
I could hear her saying Dr. Sutton in my head, and I was no longer hungry. The images in my brain made my jeans extremely uncomfortable, so I stormed back to my bedroom. Just inside the door, I stopped and stared at the massive bed on the far wall. I contemplated taking care of my condition myself, but my head and heart rebelled at the idea. The only hands I wanted on my cock were Jenna’s.
Sighing, I entered the door to my right and walked into a sprawling en suite bathroom. I stripped on the way to the large glass shower, and when I stood naked inside, I tapped the temperature controls and took a deep breath.
“Son of a bitch!” I roared when the full blast of icy water hit me. I’d tried to prepare myself, but it hadn’t made a difference. But the cold did the trick, taking the edge off my desire so I was a little more comfortable.
Then I turned the heat up and quickly washed before turning off the spray and wrapping a towel around my waist. When I was dry and had gone back into the bedroom to pull on a pair of boxers, I stared at my bed, wondering if I’d find some peace if I just went to sleep. But I had a shit ton of work to do and figured it was as good a distraction as anything else.
Not that it did much good. When I finally went to bed, I could still hear Jenna’s sweet, sensual voice calling me Dr. Sutton.
4
CHASE
“Open your mouth, sunshine,” I growled as I grabbed a fistful of Jenna’s hair and yanked her head back.
“Yes, Dr. Sutton,” Jenna said obediently before parting her puffy, kiss-swollen lips.
A surge of arousal raced through my body, and come oozed from the angry, purple head of my cock.
“You have no idea what it does to me to hear you call me that while you're kneeling there, ready to take my big dick in your hot little mouth.”