The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76: THE CLOCK’S TICKING

Abigail

Finnegan shoved off me like I was acid, turning away from the door to hide his raging cock.

My entire body screamed in protest as I heard the sound of his zipper being yanked up just as the doctor strutted in.

"Sorry to keep you waiting- oh, you’re up already?"

My face burned as the doctor moved closer, placing a palm over my forehead, taking my temperature. I was off the bed in under a second, swatting his hand away from me with a nervous laugh.

God, I probably looked guilty as fuck. I had my hand down my boss’s pants thirty seconds ago.

"How are we feeling?" Dr Hale asked pleasantly.

Horny and incredibly stupid, right now. What happened to the whole plan of staying away from him?

"Much better," I said. "Thank you."

He snapped on a glove and reached for the blood pressure cuff. "Take a seat, miss. I’m not letting you leave this place unless I’m sure you’re fine,"

Wonderful, he was just as bossy as Wolfe. I glanced over Dr Hale’s shoulders at him. He stood at the window with his hands in his pockets and his back to the room.

The blood pressure cuff tightened around my arm, squeezing. I tried to focus more on the squeezing instead of the trails of Finnegan’s precum on my fingers.

"Slightly elevated," Dr. Hale noted, reading the numbers on the blood pressure machine.

"It’s just hospitals," My lips pulled in a shaky smile.

"Mm." He clicked his penlight and leaned in, flashing the light in my eyes.

"Okay, okay, this has gone on long enough," I groaned, rising off the bed quickly. "Seriously, Doc, I’m fine."

"Do not listen to her, Hale," He grumbled from where he stood, finally facing us. My eyes fell straight to his pants, and my cheeks burned even hotter.

"She is looking very flushed, too. She went rather quickly from being pale to blood cells flooding her skin." Dr. Hale straightened, making a note on his tablet. "I’d like to run a few tests. Rule out anything cardiac, given the duration of the fainting spell- "

"I’m fine." I smiled at him warmly. "Genuinely. I have a condition called being-in-a-hospital-. It’s very well documented; the only known treatment is leaving."

Dr. Hale gave a hearty laugh.

"The moment I’m out of this building, my blood pressure will drop, trust me," I strutted towards the chair where my bag and tablet lay discarded. "I promise to drink water and eat something green. Is Mr. Wolfe done with his checkup?"

Dr Hale arched a brow at Finnegan, who narrowed his green eyes at me, before tipping his head in a stiff nod. In five minutes, we were out of the god-forsaken place. Wolfe and I said nothing to each other as he sprinted ahead of me to the car while I trailed behind him. When I reached for the front passenger seat, he pressed his lips in a firm line and slid into the backseat.

The silence between us was so aggressively thick, I could almost taste it. Just like how close I had been to begging him to fuck me.

Twenty minutes later, we arrived at the drop off in his private dock. James killed the car engine, getting out to open the door to the backseat. My hand shot to the door, ready to open when he spoke.

"I’ll handle the seminar at Denver, Miss Kellerman," His voice was back to that cold monotone. "Go home and rest."

"I’m fine, sir- "

"It’s not a request. Get some rest. James, get her home," He stepped out. James slammed the door closed.

I sat in the back of the car and watched him cross toward the terminal, tall and gorgeous without even a single glance back. The man who had groaned my name against my throat was gone.

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