even messier once we made it back into town.
Eleven
Noel
He saved me. The one person that I thought would turn out to be one of the most insensitive, inconsiderate people I had ever met, turned out to be the one guy who was actually there when I needed him, no questions asked. Nora had just finished telling me how she called him to help her when she got my text, and he immediately said yes with absolutely no hesitation as to what the situation was that he would be getting himself into.
He looked rugged and hot as hell in nothing but a tank top and jeans in what could only be about twenty-six degree weather. He had to be freezing to death, but he had put my needs above his own and literally gave me the shirt off his back. It was a gesture I wouldn’t soon forget. As he inched closer to us, I wanted to run to him and wrap my bruised arms tightly around his neck to thank him. Of course there were a few other ways I could think of to show my appreciation, but that probably wouldn’t be too appropriate given all the emergency personnel around us.
The paramedic was still stitching up the gnarly gash on the side of my head when Hayden finally reached us, a wide smile plastered on his gorgeous face. I wasn’t sure if it was the drugs they had given me, or just his bulging biceps, but I was about ten seconds away from running into his arms and ripping every shred of clothing he had left on him. When he smiled directly at me, I wondered if he was feeling the same way I was, but part of me knew that it was most likely just me in my drug-induced state.
“How are you doing?” His voice was just above a whisper and it hit that inner most needful part of me, causing me to jump a little bit.
“I’m okay. Just a few more stitches and I’m good to go. How are you? Aren’t you cold?” Not that I minded the view one damn bit, but I didn’t need him getting hypothermia on top of already saving my life.
“I’m okay. I just need to find my jacket, and then I’ll be better than okay.” He smiled, and my heart practically melted right out of my chest.
“I think it’s over there.” I pointed in the direction of the mangled car behind him. “Hayden?”
“Yes, small fry?”
I smiled at the ridiculously annoying nickname he had bestowed upon me. “Why?”
“Why what?”
I could tell he was playing coy with me. “Why did you come help me?”
He pushed his long fingers back through his hair, and I watched his every movement as he fidgeted in nervousness. “Just trying to make sure my elves make it back to the North Pole in one piece.” He laughed.
“You can’t ever be serious, can you?”
“What do you mean? I am being serious. If you’ll excuse me for one second, I’m going to go get my jacket.” Without another word, he stood and started making his way over to where his jacket lay on the ground.
“I just don’t get him.” I whispered in Nora’s direction.
“He’s a guy. I don’t think you ever will.”
“All done, Miss. Now make sure you keep these covered for the next twenty-four hours, and then come into the hospital in about two weeks and get the stitches removed. K?”
I nodded in the paramedic’s direction, and then looked back in Nora’s direction. I was just about to ask her about Hayden when an extremely good-looking carbon copy of Jude came walking in my direction. “What the-“ Before I could finish my sentence, he was standing in front of me introducing himself.
“Hi, Ms. Christmas?” I could hear a low chuckle in his voice as he spoke my last name.
“Yes, it’s my real last name.” I responded in an agitated tone.
“I’m Officer Jude Miller.” He held out his hand to shake mine, but I refused until I had more answers. “Alright then. I think we have a bit to talk about.”
“So it would appear.” I was beyond annoyed now, and I wanted him to have no doubt about it. “Is the other Jude Miller alive?”
“He is. They are taking him to the hospital now. He is
Eleven
Noel
He saved me. The one person that I thought would turn out to be one of the most insensitive, inconsiderate people I had ever met, turned out to be the one guy who was actually there when I needed him, no questions asked. Nora had just finished telling me how she called him to help her when she got my text, and he immediately said yes with absolutely no hesitation as to what the situation was that he would be getting himself into.
He looked rugged and hot as hell in nothing but a tank top and jeans in what could only be about twenty-six degree weather. He had to be freezing to death, but he had put my needs above his own and literally gave me the shirt off his back. It was a gesture I wouldn’t soon forget. As he inched closer to us, I wanted to run to him and wrap my bruised arms tightly around his neck to thank him. Of course there were a few other ways I could think of to show my appreciation, but that probably wouldn’t be too appropriate given all the emergency personnel around us.
The paramedic was still stitching up the gnarly gash on the side of my head when Hayden finally reached us, a wide smile plastered on his gorgeous face. I wasn’t sure if it was the drugs they had given me, or just his bulging biceps, but I was about ten seconds away from running into his arms and ripping every shred of clothing he had left on him. When he smiled directly at me, I wondered if he was feeling the same way I was, but part of me knew that it was most likely just me in my drug-induced state.
“How are you doing?” His voice was just above a whisper and it hit that inner most needful part of me, causing me to jump a little bit.
“I’m okay. Just a few more stitches and I’m good to go. How are you? Aren’t you cold?” Not that I minded the view one damn bit, but I didn’t need him getting hypothermia on top of already saving my life.
“I’m okay. I just need to find my jacket, and then I’ll be better than okay.” He smiled, and my heart practically melted right out of my chest.
“I think it’s over there.” I pointed in the direction of the mangled car behind him. “Hayden?”
“Yes, small fry?”
I smiled at the ridiculously annoying nickname he had bestowed upon me. “Why?”
“Why what?”
I could tell he was playing coy with me. “Why did you come help me?”
He pushed his long fingers back through his hair, and I watched his every movement as he fidgeted in nervousness. “Just trying to make sure my elves make it back to the North Pole in one piece.” He laughed.
“You can’t ever be serious, can you?”
“What do you mean? I am being serious. If you’ll excuse me for one second, I’m going to go get my jacket.” Without another word, he stood and started making his way over to where his jacket lay on the ground.
“I just don’t get him.” I whispered in Nora’s direction.
“He’s a guy. I don’t think you ever will.”
“All done, Miss. Now make sure you keep these covered for the next twenty-four hours, and then come into the hospital in about two weeks and get the stitches removed. K?”
I nodded in the paramedic’s direction, and then looked back in Nora’s direction. I was just about to ask her about Hayden when an extremely good-looking carbon copy of Jude came walking in my direction. “What the-“ Before I could finish my sentence, he was standing in front of me introducing himself.
“Hi, Ms. Christmas?” I could hear a low chuckle in his voice as he spoke my last name.
“Yes, it’s my real last name.” I responded in an agitated tone.
“I’m Officer Jude Miller.” He held out his hand to shake mine, but I refused until I had more answers. “Alright then. I think we have a bit to talk about.”
“So it would appear.” I was beyond annoyed now, and I wanted him to have no doubt about it. “Is the other Jude Miller alive?”
“He is. They are taking him to the hospital now. He is
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