She slowly stood from the bed. “If you need anything, I’m only a text away.” A shy smile spread across her mouth, and she turned, heading for the door.

I watched each of her steps, the outline of her ass a little more visible in this set of scrubs. I pushed my head into the pillow, fucking groaning as I imagined how it would look in a thong.

Nine

“I thought you could use something sweet,” Veronica, my other nurse, said as she set a plate of Oreos on my nightstand.

I thanked her, fixing my pillow, which she made no attempt to help me adjust.

She was adequate, but in the weeks that had passed since I’d hired her, I’d learned that she was no Whitney.

I still had another day before she returned from her two days off, which felt like a goddamn eternity.

“Let me know if you’d like to take a shower or if you need anything else.”

I nodded right before she walked out and popped one of the cookies into my mouth. The dryness immediately hit me, not even the creamy center making a difference.

I grabbed my phone and snapped a picture of the plate, attaching it to a text that I addressed to Whitney, and I began to type.

Me: You broke me from ever enjoying an Oreo again.

I finished chewing and was lifting the bottle of water off the nightstand when my phone vibrated, a message showing on the screen.

Whitney: Ha! Welcome to the Addicted Club. How about I bring some tomorrow? Or if you really want, I can swing by tonight.

Me: You’re making a very tempting offer.

Whitney: I’ll see you around seven, and I’ll bring dinner, too, so be hungry. :)

Me: I hope this doesn’t ruin your plans?

Whitney: Caleb, you’re not ruining anything.

I put my phone away and called for Veronica. When she appeared in the doorway, I said, “Let’s do some exercises, and then I’ll take you up on that shower.”

“Hey,” Whitney said as she came into my room at a few minutes before seven.

The electrical fireplace was on across from my bed, the warm glow lighting her face. Even from here, I could tell she hardly had on any makeup, just something shiny on her lips, creating a natural appearance that was achingly beautiful. She wore a pair of tight jeans and a sweater that fell off her shoulders, showing her delicate neck and a sexy collarbone.

“Look at you.” I tried like hell to keep my eyes above her chest.

She attempted to hide her grin as she said, “I told Veronica to take a few hours off. I hope that’s okay?”