My Alpha Stepbrother's Dirty Secret (Killian Wolfe and Liana) novel Chapter 275

Chapter 3

Diana's pov

"Put on your clothes‚" he said. His voice was low and tight‚ like he was holding back a storm.

I looked up at him from the floor‚ my ankle throbbing. Tears stung my eyes. "I can't reach..."

He didn't meet my gaze. Instead‚ he scanned the room fast. His eyes landed on the gown draped over the chair by my mirror. He grabbed it quick and held it out‚ still facing away. "Cover up‚ please."

My hands shook as I took it from him. Our fingers brushed‚ and a spark shot through me. He turned his back right then‚ giving me space. I dropped the towel and slipped the gown on. The soft fabric fell over my bare skin‚ but I had no panties.

Nothing underneath.

My face burned hot. I was too ashamed to ask him to get me some. What if he thought I was doing this on purpose? The idea made my stomach twist‚ feeling so small and exposed.

"Are you done?" he asked‚ his back still to me.

"Yes‚ please‚" I said softly. My voice cracked a little.

He turned around then. His eyes flicked over me quick‚ then away. Without a word‚ he bent down and scooped me up in his arms‚ bridal style.

My heart slammed in my chest. His grip was firm‚ his body warm and solid against mine. It did something to me deep inside‚ a rush of heat that I tried to ignore.

No‚ no. This was Isaac.

I wrapped my arm around his neck to hold on‚ but I looked away from his face. God‚ he was beautiful. His features were ripped and strong‚ like a statue from those old stories about gods. Dark hair‚ piercing eyes‚ that jawline that could cut glass.

And his body‚ muscles everywhere‚ from his broad shoulders to his arms holding me up. He was ripped‚ like he spent hours in the gym. I wondered sometimes why he picked medicine. He could have done anything‚ he was fit for it. But here he was...

The moment he walked down the hall‚ my gown started to ride up‚ showing more of my thigh. My hands were too busy clinging to his neck that I couldn't pull it down. Panic rose in my chest knowing fully well I had nothing on underneath.

He kept walking‚ his eyes fixed straight ahead‚ yet the gown kept going up‚ teasing higher. I was so aware of it‚ my heart pounding. Why couldn't I just speak up? Tell him? Embarrassment glued my lips shut.

He carried me down the stairs‚ careful not to hurt my leg. Pain shot through me‚ but being this close to him filled my head. I wanted to lean in‚ but I held back. This was torture‚ feeling so helpless and drawn to him at the same time.

When we got to his car‚ he opened the passenger door and lowered me in gently. The second my legs hit the seat‚ the gown hiked way up. Almost to my hips‚ bare skin on full display.

I froze‚ horror washing over me. His eyes dropped there‚ stared at my thigh. I saw his Adam's apple bob again‚ his jaw clench tight. His hand gripped the door so hard the veins stood out.

Time stopped.

"Fiona‚ you know I can't‚" he said‚ voice strained. "She's a woman‚ and where it's sprained is quite—"

"You know that doesn't really matter‚" she interrupted. "You've done this to as many female patients as I have. But now I'm very busy. Patients are many. Take care of her yourself. You're a professional too‚ just like me." She winked at him and hurried off.

"Shit!" Isaac groaned‚ rubbing his hand through his hair. His face crumpled in frustration.

Embarrassment hit me like a wave. I was making his life harder. Tears streamed down my face now. Why me? Why this?

"Give me a minute. Let me change‚" he said‚ turning to go.

I grabbed his shirt‚ desperate. "Please‚ take me away‚" I begged‚ looking around at the bloody accidents and injured people. "I can't stay here."

He sighed‚ his eyes softening with pain. "Alright. I think we'll have to treat you in my office."

He bent down and picked me up again‚ holding me close. As he carried me down the hall‚ away from the chaos‚ relief mixed with my fear. His office was quiet‚ a small room with a desk and an exam bed. He set me down gently on the bed.

He pulled on his white coat‚ then gloves‚ his hands shaking a little. He walked over‚ standing so close I could feel his warmth even though he was with an ice pack.

His eyes met mine‚ filled with conflict. "You'll have to spread your legs wide for me‚ Di."