up, but then had to brace myself from the dizziness flooding my head.
"Whoa..." I groaned and closed my eyes.
"Come in." My eyes snapped open and shifted to where the voice came from. I felt my eyes widen as they landed on Dr. Bishop sitting in the corner of my room with his laptop on the table in front of him. I heard the door open, but didn't even look. I was still too fixated on the fact he was in my room, while I had been sleeping. How long had he been here?
"Ah, Harold, thank you for coming over so quickly." He stood up and walked over to a black haired gentleman with a black leather bag.
"It's been awhile since I made a house call." The man chuckled.
"Well, I appreciate it." Dr. Bishop released his hand.
"I take it this is my patient." He turned his cool gray eyes on me with a smile.
"Yes, this is Sophia, Victoria's new nanny." Dr. Bishop turned his intense green eyes on me as well. I began to feel uncomfortable under their stares.
"So, my dear Sophia, tell me what's going on." He sat on the edge of the bed.
"It's just a cold." I forced a smile. "I'll be fine." I turned to look at the alarm clock next to my bed. "Crap!" I threw the cover's back, not caring that my shorts were way too short and I didn't have a bra on.
"Sophia? What are you doing?" Dr. Bishop moved to the side of the bed I stood from. I couldn't answer because the wave of dizziness that overtook me. All I could focus on was trying not to fall over. Hands grabbed onto my elbow and hip.
"Sit down." His tone was forceful and slightly startled me. The warmth from his hands radiated through my clothing and deep into my skin.
"I have to pick Victoria up from school." I croaked as he sat me onto the bed. I put my head in my hands to stop the room from spinning.
"You are in no condition to drive dear." I heard the older man's voice behind me.
"Victoria is taken care of. William will pick her up." Dr. Bishop's voice sounded closer.
"Please lie down." I did as the older gentlemen requested. I felt his cold hand on my head and opened my eyes to look up at him. "I'm Dr. Vaughn, by the way." He had a large thin lipped smile.
"Pleasure to meet you," I croaked.
"Open up," he held a light in my face. I opened my mouth and he looked at my throat, ears, nose, and then took my temperature. "You said Victoria just got over strep, right?" He looked over me to Dr. Bishop. He must have silently answered him, because I didn't hear anything. "Well, dear, it seems Victoria has shared her germs with you." He smirked down at me. "Are you allergic to any medicines?"
I shook my head.
"Alright, well I am going to give you a penicillin shot and leave you with some cough medicine. You can use Motrin or Tylenol for the fever." I felt the pinch in my arm and then heard the bottles as he set them on the table next my bed. "If any other symptoms arise, please call me."
"Okay," I rasped. Dr. Bishop answered at the same time. Too tired to even care about Dr. Bishop, I rolled over to my side and fell back to sleep.
I woke up around two in the morning with my first coughing attack. After I couldn't take it any longer I rolled out of bed and got a drink of water from the bathroom. I returned to the bed and stopped in my tracks when I saw Dr. Bishop standing in my open doorway.
"I, uh...I just got a drink of water." I choked out and then started coughing horribly.
Ignoring him for the moment I crawled across my bed and grabbed the cough syrup. Not even taking the time to measure it out, I simply put the open bottle to my mouth and gulped. It was quickly followed with a large drink of water. That stuff tasted nasty. When I looked back to the door Dr. Bishop was gone. I breathed in relief and lie myself back down on the bed. The next morning I woke to Mrs. Baker bringing in hot tea and toast. I smiled.
"Thank you," I coughed.
"Of course" she smiled down at me and brushed hair off of my forehead.
"Sophia," Victoria ran in and jumped on the bed, crawling up to lay down with
"Whoa..." I groaned and closed my eyes.
"Come in." My eyes snapped open and shifted to where the voice came from. I felt my eyes widen as they landed on Dr. Bishop sitting in the corner of my room with his laptop on the table in front of him. I heard the door open, but didn't even look. I was still too fixated on the fact he was in my room, while I had been sleeping. How long had he been here?
"Ah, Harold, thank you for coming over so quickly." He stood up and walked over to a black haired gentleman with a black leather bag.
"It's been awhile since I made a house call." The man chuckled.
"Well, I appreciate it." Dr. Bishop released his hand.
"I take it this is my patient." He turned his cool gray eyes on me with a smile.
"Yes, this is Sophia, Victoria's new nanny." Dr. Bishop turned his intense green eyes on me as well. I began to feel uncomfortable under their stares.
"So, my dear Sophia, tell me what's going on." He sat on the edge of the bed.
"It's just a cold." I forced a smile. "I'll be fine." I turned to look at the alarm clock next to my bed. "Crap!" I threw the cover's back, not caring that my shorts were way too short and I didn't have a bra on.
"Sophia? What are you doing?" Dr. Bishop moved to the side of the bed I stood from. I couldn't answer because the wave of dizziness that overtook me. All I could focus on was trying not to fall over. Hands grabbed onto my elbow and hip.
"Sit down." His tone was forceful and slightly startled me. The warmth from his hands radiated through my clothing and deep into my skin.
"I have to pick Victoria up from school." I croaked as he sat me onto the bed. I put my head in my hands to stop the room from spinning.
"You are in no condition to drive dear." I heard the older man's voice behind me.
"Victoria is taken care of. William will pick her up." Dr. Bishop's voice sounded closer.
"Please lie down." I did as the older gentlemen requested. I felt his cold hand on my head and opened my eyes to look up at him. "I'm Dr. Vaughn, by the way." He had a large thin lipped smile.
"Pleasure to meet you," I croaked.
"Open up," he held a light in my face. I opened my mouth and he looked at my throat, ears, nose, and then took my temperature. "You said Victoria just got over strep, right?" He looked over me to Dr. Bishop. He must have silently answered him, because I didn't hear anything. "Well, dear, it seems Victoria has shared her germs with you." He smirked down at me. "Are you allergic to any medicines?"
I shook my head.
"Alright, well I am going to give you a penicillin shot and leave you with some cough medicine. You can use Motrin or Tylenol for the fever." I felt the pinch in my arm and then heard the bottles as he set them on the table next my bed. "If any other symptoms arise, please call me."
"Okay," I rasped. Dr. Bishop answered at the same time. Too tired to even care about Dr. Bishop, I rolled over to my side and fell back to sleep.
I woke up around two in the morning with my first coughing attack. After I couldn't take it any longer I rolled out of bed and got a drink of water from the bathroom. I returned to the bed and stopped in my tracks when I saw Dr. Bishop standing in my open doorway.
"I, uh...I just got a drink of water." I choked out and then started coughing horribly.
Ignoring him for the moment I crawled across my bed and grabbed the cough syrup. Not even taking the time to measure it out, I simply put the open bottle to my mouth and gulped. It was quickly followed with a large drink of water. That stuff tasted nasty. When I looked back to the door Dr. Bishop was gone. I breathed in relief and lie myself back down on the bed. The next morning I woke to Mrs. Baker bringing in hot tea and toast. I smiled.
"Thank you," I coughed.
"Of course" she smiled down at me and brushed hair off of my forehead.
"Sophia," Victoria ran in and jumped on the bed, crawling up to lay down with
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