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But Duke was up for the challenge of showing me how, and in no time at all, we were right back at it. And that time was just as amazing as all theothers.
I had no idea how long this would last, but I was going to listen to what Duke had said. No analyzing it, just living in the moment. Because the moments with him were better than any of the moments withouthim.
Chapter Eighteen
Duke
The meeting with Artimus and Mrs. Baker was about putting Lila and me to the test of working together, and the next day we were sent on our first trial run. We had to cover the opening of a burn unit at one of the localhospitals.
The staff of the new unit was gathered at the nurses’ station where Lila and I took turns asking them questions. “And how many patients can you take care of at this new facility, Dr. Stevens?” Lila asked the headsurgeon.
“Fifteen. The rooms are all state-of-the-art. We wanted to keep it small enough to be able to give each patient our devoted attention. There are two nurses for each patient, to make sure they’re always taken care of,” he toldher.
Lila looked at me, letting me know it was my turn to ask a question. Her cute expression made me want to kiss her, but of course I couldn’t do that. I had tons of willpower; I knew I’d find what I needed to stay professional while working withher.
But I couldn’t stop my mind from wandering back to the events of last night, of how her boobs had jiggled as she rode my cock. I had to come back to reality and leave last night behind me, fornow.
“Dr. Stevens, are there any special requirements for admittance?” I askedhim.
“Of course,” he said as he nodded. “They’ll have to be in critical condition to be accepted here. Once they’re out of the woods and well into their recovery, then they’ll be moved to the main hospital for the rest of theirstay.”
We finished out the report, and the crew headed back to the station to edit the video as Lila and I headed to go eat some lunch. In public, we also had to conduct ourselves professionally, which I found morechallenging.
She took the seat across from me at the table for two in the small café we’d decided to try out. I wanted to reach across the table and hold her hand, but didn’t. “Being with you and not touching you is proving to be harder than I thought it wouldbe.”
She nodded. “Yeah, for metoo.”
The waitress came to take our orders. “Hey, guys, I’m Tracy, and I’ll be your waitress today. What can I start you two offwith?”
“I’ll have a Pepsi,” Lila said. “We saw the special written on the board when we came in, and I’ll have that. Turkey and dressing sound good to metoday.”
“Me too. I’ll have what she’s having.” There we were, thinking alikeagain.
After the waitress left us, Lila asked, “Do you think Artimus will like what we’re sendinghim?”
I nodded. “I do. I think we covered that well and showed that we work well as a team. I have high hopes aboutthis.”
“If we do get it, then I think we might have to curtail the sex. Not that I don’t enjoy it immensely, but it might make it hard to work together.” She drummed her red fingernails on the table. “No pun intended.” She gave a little smile, though it wassad.
I watched those nails as they clicked against the Formica tabletop and wondered how in the hell she thought we could curtail what we were doing. “You think that’s going to be anyeasier?”
“Not if we don’t get a hold of ourselves. Do you know that I almost took your hand as we were leaving the unit? We can’t have things like that happening. All this sex we’re having makes me feel too comfortable touching you. I can’t do that at work or even in public, as we talked about on the way over here. We’re about to be faces that everyone will recognize. If we’re seen together in a romantic way, then this will all blow up for us, and that would not end well forus.”
Even though what she said was true, I suppose I just didn’t want to hear it. “So what, are you saying you don’t want to see each otheranymore?”
“We’re not really seeing each other, remember? I know it’s more than just messing around; we’ve gone over that before. But come on, it’s just sex. It can’t ever be anything more than that.” She shrugged like it was no big deal to her. “It’s only been a few days since we started doing that anyway. It shouldn’t be that hard to stop and get back to being what we really are to eachother.”
I wasn’t about to just let it go at that. “And that is what,exactly?”
“Coworkers.” She looked at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, thick dark lashes blinking slowly atme.
The waitress brought our orders, placing them in front of us. “Here ya go. Will there be anythingelse?”
I shook my head as Lila said, “No thankyou.”
We ate in silence—an awkward silence that didn’t feel good at all. Could we stop having sex, just like that? Was that all wehad?
I had to admit to myself that there couldn’t be much more than sex between us right now—she was right on that—regardless of what we wanted. And how fair was that to Lila, a young woman who deserved to be taken out on dates, to have her hand held while strolling through the park, to be kissed inpublic?
