bed.
I felt him wobble. "Are you okay?" I asked.
"I'm good. And you?" he asked.
"I'm fine."
"You need to learn how to relax," Jared whispered in my ear. His lips were a little too close for comfort.
"Claire, can you please hurry? I think he's getting tired."
"Almost finished, Kyra," Claire answered.
He wobbled again. I instantly looked up. There was a devilish smile on his face. I frowned at him. He began to lightly massage my shoulder.
"Could you please stop that?" I whispered.
"Just trying to loosen you up."
"I do not need loosening up. Please stop it," I repeated.
"Kyra, I need to go get some pads for the bed,"
Claire said.
"Can we put him back to bed first?" I asked Claire. I did not want to be left alone with him like this.
"I'm fine. I can handle standing a little longer,"
Jared intervened.
Claire left to get the supplies.
"Jared, what are you doing? Are you intentionally trying to get me in trouble?"
"Relax." His hand stroked my cheek, and then
lifted my chin so that I was staring into his eyes. He lowered his head to kiss me.
"Please...please, don't," I begged quietly. Claire could be back at any minute, and I would be in such a dilemma if she returned
and found me in a lip lock with my patient. It would be all over the unit like wildfire, a sure way for me to get fired. They would probably want to set an example out of me. The embarrassment would make me quit before management had a
chance to fire me. The caution sirens were on blast in my head, but my body was saying yes. I closed my eyes and waited for the kiss.
"Open your eyes, Kyra." I smelled his sweet breath.
I opened my eyes and found his face inches from mine. I felt
myself sinking into a trance-like state. "Do you realize I could lose my job or, even worse, be brought up on charges of sexual misconduct?" I said in a daze.
"And who would dare bring you up on charges?" he
said softly.
"The Board of Nursing."
His lips brushed against mine. I closed my eyes again. The outer door to the sitting room opened; Claire was coming back. I regained my
composure and prayed that she could not feel the romantic tension in the room.
"Finished, Kyra," Claire said. We helped Jared back in bed.
"Claire, do you need me for anything else?" I
asked.
"No, Kyra, I'm fine."
"Do you want to change your shirt?" Claire asked Jared.
I turned and walked out of the room. I did not want to see
this.
When Claire was finished, she found me at the nurses station to tell me that Jared was waiting for me to take his blood pressure. She had offered, but he refused her.
He was going to get me in trouble.
Jared stretched his arm out as I entered. As I put the cuff on his arm, a lock of hair that was tucked behind my ear fell loose. I saw his right hand coming up toward me.
"Don't move," I said. My other patients would have
listened to me, but not Jared Stern. He tucked the lock of hair back behind my ear. As he did so, his hand gently caressed my ear lobe and down the side of my face. A shiver ran through my spine. I stood up and pressed the button on the
blood pressure machine.
"Just trying to help."
I'm sure you are . He did not have that mischievous look on his face, but no doubt he was enjoying it.
"Your blood pressure is fine." I took the cuff off
his hand.
"What's on your mind, Kyra?" Jared asked.
"There is nothing on my mind."
"When something's bothering you, there is that distant
look on your face, and there's this tell-tale line that forms right between your eyebrows," he pointed out.
I looked at him, puzzled.
"I read people very well. So, are you going to tell me,
or do I have to use my truth or dare?"
"Well, you can't use it yet."
"Technically, it's tomorrow."
"Nothing's bothering me."
"Fine. Truth or dare, and I can tell if you are lying."
"How can you tell if I'm lying?"
"That, I won't tell you just yet. So, truth or dare?" he suggested.
"Truth," I answered. This might work out to my benefit.
"What's on your mind?"
"I was
I felt him wobble. "Are you okay?" I asked.
"I'm good. And you?" he asked.
"I'm fine."
"You need to learn how to relax," Jared whispered in my ear. His lips were a little too close for comfort.
"Claire, can you please hurry? I think he's getting tired."
"Almost finished, Kyra," Claire answered.
He wobbled again. I instantly looked up. There was a devilish smile on his face. I frowned at him. He began to lightly massage my shoulder.
"Could you please stop that?" I whispered.
"Just trying to loosen you up."
"I do not need loosening up. Please stop it," I repeated.
"Kyra, I need to go get some pads for the bed,"
Claire said.
"Can we put him back to bed first?" I asked Claire. I did not want to be left alone with him like this.
"I'm fine. I can handle standing a little longer,"
Jared intervened.
Claire left to get the supplies.
"Jared, what are you doing? Are you intentionally trying to get me in trouble?"
"Relax." His hand stroked my cheek, and then
lifted my chin so that I was staring into his eyes. He lowered his head to kiss me.
"Please...please, don't," I begged quietly. Claire could be back at any minute, and I would be in such a dilemma if she returned
and found me in a lip lock with my patient. It would be all over the unit like wildfire, a sure way for me to get fired. They would probably want to set an example out of me. The embarrassment would make me quit before management had a
chance to fire me. The caution sirens were on blast in my head, but my body was saying yes. I closed my eyes and waited for the kiss.
"Open your eyes, Kyra." I smelled his sweet breath.
I opened my eyes and found his face inches from mine. I felt
myself sinking into a trance-like state. "Do you realize I could lose my job or, even worse, be brought up on charges of sexual misconduct?" I said in a daze.
"And who would dare bring you up on charges?" he
said softly.
"The Board of Nursing."
His lips brushed against mine. I closed my eyes again. The outer door to the sitting room opened; Claire was coming back. I regained my
composure and prayed that she could not feel the romantic tension in the room.
"Finished, Kyra," Claire said. We helped Jared back in bed.
"Claire, do you need me for anything else?" I
asked.
"No, Kyra, I'm fine."
"Do you want to change your shirt?" Claire asked Jared.
I turned and walked out of the room. I did not want to see
this.
When Claire was finished, she found me at the nurses station to tell me that Jared was waiting for me to take his blood pressure. She had offered, but he refused her.
He was going to get me in trouble.
Jared stretched his arm out as I entered. As I put the cuff on his arm, a lock of hair that was tucked behind my ear fell loose. I saw his right hand coming up toward me.
"Don't move," I said. My other patients would have
listened to me, but not Jared Stern. He tucked the lock of hair back behind my ear. As he did so, his hand gently caressed my ear lobe and down the side of my face. A shiver ran through my spine. I stood up and pressed the button on the
blood pressure machine.
"Just trying to help."
I'm sure you are . He did not have that mischievous look on his face, but no doubt he was enjoying it.
"Your blood pressure is fine." I took the cuff off
his hand.
"What's on your mind, Kyra?" Jared asked.
"There is nothing on my mind."
"When something's bothering you, there is that distant
look on your face, and there's this tell-tale line that forms right between your eyebrows," he pointed out.
I looked at him, puzzled.
"I read people very well. So, are you going to tell me,
or do I have to use my truth or dare?"
"Well, you can't use it yet."
"Technically, it's tomorrow."
"Nothing's bothering me."
"Fine. Truth or dare, and I can tell if you are lying."
"How can you tell if I'm lying?"
"That, I won't tell you just yet. So, truth or dare?" he suggested.
"Truth," I answered. This might work out to my benefit.
"What's on your mind?"
"I was
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