I sprayed some air freshener in the ward, and just after Darius came inside, I dashed out of it immediately without turning my head despite Christopher calling out after me. I just couldn’t face Darius.
It was all Christopher’s fault, him and his sweet-talk, the way he said it was best if he could just feel himself inside of me.
I fell for his puppy eyes as he went on about how we had not seen each other for over a week, and how he was bedridden after the excruciating week. It had been almost half a month since his package had seen any action, and how he was getting blue balls from the lack of it.
Weak-minded as I was, I could not resist him and relented. I blushed furiously at the thought and took a seat right beside Zachary who was just standing there. “Has Darius been here for a while?”
Zachary nodded. “It’s been over two hours.”
That meant that Darius had been waiting for us to finish our business for more than two hours. I smiled dryly at the realization.
“Why didn’t you knock? We were just about to start two hours ago. It wouldn’t be that awkward if you guys had interrupted us then.”
“Darius said it’s best to not interrupt you two, but he didn’t expect for it to last that long.” Zachary peered at me, still stern-faced. “I think you should remind Chris to take it easy these days. He needs to take good care of himself.”
A sense of despair washed over me as the shame kicked in. Even though Zachary and Darius did not cast sideways glance at us, it somehow made me feel even more self-conscious.
Just look where your carnal lust has brought you, Yvonne.
At the sight of Zachary standing right there like a statue, guarding Christopher’s ward, I suddenly felt an urge to burst into a chuckle. What an upright man.
He was there to make sure Christopher was safe. So, the man ended up standing guard right outside the ward almost every hour of the day, except for the night where there would be a change of shift.
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