I smile and nod as he runs his lips down the length of my neck. “Promise me,” I smile again. “Natasha, promise me,” he repeats.
I shake my head. “Josh you know I only left you because of my dad and all of that mess. I will never leave you again.” I smile as I kiss his neck and he holds me tight.
I run my hands around the back of his nightgown and feel his behind … he feels good.
He kisses me as he brushes the hair from my face. “Tash …we need to talk.”
My head drops. “I know, Josh. I need to talk to you too.” I sigh softly.
“Well you look much better today.” We jump back from each other as the doctor enters the room. Shit I had my hand on his butt, how embarrassing. Joshua gives the doctor a nod in embarrassment and shakes his hand.
“Thank you, doctor.”
The doctor reads his chart and gets his torch as he looks into Joshua’s eyes. “You are lucky to be alive, young man. You nearly died.”
Joshua’s eyes find mine and he drops his head. “I know … I was very frightened.” My eyes spring up to his. He’s right-that would have been frightening. “You have a lot of people waiting to see you outside. After you shower and eat I will let them in.”
Joshua nods. “When can I go home?”
The doctor narrows his eyes. “Not until you have completed five drug counselling sessions with our rehab team. It will be at least another three to four days before I sign you out.”
Joshua frowns. “I don’t need counselling.”
The doctor looks up from his notes. “I am happy to check you into a three- month rehab program if you refuse … your choice.”
Joshua glares at the doctor.
“Three days is fine thanks, doctor,” I interrupt. I widen my eyes at Joshua to signify his silence, and he reluctantly nods and heads over to sit on the bed.
“I will be back to check on you each morning around eight. If you need anything just let me know. I think they are moving you upstairs for more privacy. It seems the press has got a hold of your overdose and you are making headlines around the world.” The doctor sighs and Joshua’s head droops. “Upstairs you will be in a private wing so your bodyguards and helpers will have more room. They are making this place a mess,” he smiles. “How many do you have?”
Joshua looks embarrassed. “A couple,” he whispers. “Natasha, is Max here?”
I smile and nod. “One of them is mine, doctor,” I reply. He nods and heads out of the room.
My eyes widen. “Oh shit. I forgot about Max. I have left him out there all night.”
Joshua frowns. “And,” he murmurs.
I frown. “I don’t do that. Max has been staying with me and Mum since you left.”
He frowns as he stands. “What … in the house with you?” I smile and nod.
“I’m paying him to protect you, not play happy families,” he snaps.
I smile. Why is a jealous Joshua Stanton so simply delicious? “He has been protecting me and helping my family. This last two months have been horrific for me Josh and he has kept Brock away from me.”
“Has Brock been giving you a hard time?”
“No, just making sure everyone knows that he hates you. It isn’t as unbearable when Max is with me because he tells him to shut his mouth.”
Joshua smirks. “Shut his mouth hey.” I smile and nod. “He might have his mouth wired shut soon if he keeps going,” he adds.
I pull him to me. “No, because you love me you are going to let this thing with Brock go. For me and for Mum.”
He bends to kiss me. “I really want to kick his ass.”
I smile as he nuzzles my neck. “Take it out on my ass instead.”
“Hmm,” he whispers darkly. “Your ass is going to cop it very soon as well.” He nips my neck and I yelp.
“Promises, promises Stanton,” I giggle. God I love this man. The nurse re-enters. Hmm, this one is young and pretty and I feel a sudden pang of jealousy, especially since I have just felt that he is in full rut under that gown.
“Do you need help to shower?” she asks him.
His eyes dance with delight as he looks at me mischievously. “Maybe,” he replies.
I look at him deadpan. “I’ve got it,” I snap.
He gives me a broad beautiful smile and winks at me. Bastard.
“No, my wife will help me shower, but can you take the drip out so I can please.”
She smiles, knowing exactly what he’s playing at. “Yes sure.” I watch as she slowly takes his drip out of the cannula and prepares the bathroom. “I will put a do not disturb sign on the room’s door for twenty minutes. Lock the door but there is a buzzer if you need any help, ok?”
I smile and nod. “Ok,” I reply. I follow Joshua into the bathroom and he shuts the door and locks it behind us. His eyes drop to my feet and back up again and he ticks his jaw and gently cracks his neck.
I smirk. “Get that look out of your eyes, Joshua. It’s not happening. You are here because you are sick.”
He drops the gown and puts his head to the side. “Do I look sick?”
My eyes drop to his perfect erect manhood … my heart drops as I go weak with want-it’s been so long.
He gently runs his hands through my hair. “I’ve missed my beautiful girl,” he whispers. His lips meet mine and he blesses me with a tender open-mouthed kiss, his tongue slowly taking what he wants. I hold my breath as he slowly peels off my clothing and pulls me by the hand into the shower. We stand under the strong stream of water kissing and embracing each other. This is home. I stand under the water with my head on his chest for fifteen minutes, his arms wrapped protectively around me. I’ve missed his strength, his tenderness, every damn inch of him. His lips tenderly take mine as he runs his hand over my breast and down my stomach and then further down to between my legs. He closes his eyes at the contact.
“There’s my beautiful tight girl,” he whispers. His hands are gentle and loving … tender. I involuntarily throw my head back as he pushes a finger inside me and then another one. His thumb circles on my clitoris in perfect pressure. He knows my body so well, knows exactly how to make me lose all coherent thought. “My beautiful girl, I love you.” He kisses me again as he slowly lifts my leg so I am standing on one foot to give him greater access to my throbbing centre. His fingers start to slowly pulse inside me and my eyes roll back in my head … this is what I need.
“I can’t wait presh … I have to be inside you. Now.”
My breathing catches. “Josh we are in a hospital room. No.”
He smiles as his eyes drop to my lips. “You don’t have a say in it. You told the nurse you were going to look after me and she can’t come back in here when I’m in this state.”
I smile. “I know what you are doing,” I whisper.
He smiles into my neck. “What am I doing?”
“Trying to make me jealous,” I reply.