Page 92 of Unfolding Kiara

I bit my bottom lip, my fingers clutching my handbag tightly. I told the taxi driver the directions to Ethan’s home. I had been waiting for Ethan to pick me up when Liam had called me. I was not expecting to hear that Ethan had injured himself. He didn’t give me many details, just that he was alright, and the personal doctor was treating him at his home.

Tipping the driver, I rushed out of the taxi and entered the house. My heartbeat was pounding when I saw Liam and another man in a suit with a stethoscope around his neck sitting on the couch.

“Where’s Ethan?” I breathed, “Is he okay?”

Liam gave me a small smile as the doctor explained that he got a rotator cuff injury which was a common injury in swimmers. He would have inflammation in his injured shoulder for a few days and wouldn’t be able to swim for a couple of weeks. I thanked him when he took his leave after prescribing a painkiller and asked to ice his shoulder twice a day and call him if the pain worsened.

“Thank you for calling me,” I said to Liam, his grey eyes looking anywhere but at me. He nodded, sliding his hands in his pockets when he stood up. “You can stay for dinner,” I offered.

Liam’s eyes pierced mine, raking over my face. He looked the same as he had before, but his jaw and cheekbones looked sharper, his grey eyes darker. “I don’t want to disturb you guys,” he said. “And as much as I would love to stay and see you scold him, I have to take my leave.”

After locking the front door, I went to Ethan’s room, knocking before I entered. I let out a sigh when I found him sleeping soundly on the bed, stacks of pillows under his right bandaged shoulder. Sitting beside him, I brushed his hair back and caressed his cheek with my thumb. His eyes stirred, and I took my hand away when he woke up, his half-lidded eyes landing on me.

“I am sorry I woke you up.”

He smiled at me and took my hand in his, his fingers enveloping mine. “You didn’t. Did you eat? I was going to buy you that kimchi you love, but I couldn’t.”

I poked his healthy side, frowning at him, “Why on earth would you over-train yourself like that, Ethan? The doctor told me this happened because you trained yourself to the point that your muscle tore itself.”

Ethan leaned up, sitting on the bed with the support of pillows despite my concern. He hushed me by placing his finger on my lips. “I needed to swim, Bella. This isn’t the first time I have hurt myself during training.”

My eyes went wide and before I could ask him, he continued, “You don’t need to worry, okay? It will heal in a week. But look at the bright side.”

I furrowed my brows when he grinned mischievously. “What bright side?”

Leaning close, his warm breath tickled my ear as he whispered, “You can role-play as my nurse.”

With my cheeks flaming red, I smacked him, “Is sex all you ever think about?”

He chuckled when I stood up from the bed. “Every time you are close to me,yes, sweetheart.”

“You are insatiable,” I muttered when I left his room with a small smile playing on my lips.

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“Kiara,” Ethan moaned again while I focused on typing up the last paragraph of the chapter I was working on.

“Hmm?”

“Let’s fuck, I am bored.”

“Okay, you go ahead,” I answered aimlessly and pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose. My fingers returned to tapping on my laptop keyboard.

“You didn’t hear what I just said, did you?”

“No, I will eat later.”

As I finished writing the last sentence, I felt his warm body heat radiating on my back. I smiled when he turned my chair around.

“Are you finished?” he asked, nodding at my laptop.

I murmured a small yes and wrapped my hands around his neck when he removed my glasses to press a soft kiss on my lips. I opened up to him, our tongues meeting in a soft caress. Aching desire clenched in my lower belly. I leaned back, his warm breath fanning on my cheek as his stubble grazed my palm.

“You know we will not have sex, Ethan,” I tried to say that with a stern voice. But with him in front of me, looking delicious with his tousled hair and hazy blue-green eyes, my voice wavered.

His hands trailed on my waist. “Fine, let’s make a baby together.”

My thighs clenched, and blood rushed to my face. He was truly insatiable.

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