Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Eden
“Come sit with me. Stop pacing, you’re driving me nuts.” I hold my hand out to Blaine. He sighs as he grabs it, sinking down next to me on the hospital bed.
He won’t leave unless someone else is with me. Usually Matt, but since Anna arrived, she comes and forces me to watch bad TV and do puzzles with her.
My beautiful best friend looks sick.
I don’t want to ask if he’s been drinking or using. He seems sober, but I’ve missed it in the past. “Don’t look at me like that,” he says into the side of my head as he kisses my freshly washed hair.
“Like what? Like I care about you?”
I’m relieved Anna helped me wash up this morning. The grime is gone. It wasn’t easy with my leg, but I almost feel human again. “Are you and Matt still fighting?” The tension when they’re both here is thick.
“New rule. No talking about Matt, in addition to the other new rule from an hour ago which was no talking about Caleb.” He pokes at my side. “Safe topics include how much you love and adore me, sex and anything to do with sex, and how much you miss sex with me.” He laughs lightly.
“Be serious for a minute. I’m worried about you. Are you eating or sleeping? Because you don’t look like it.” Blaine has always been thin, but his face is more gaunt than usual.
He isn’t as unkempt as he was when I woke up, but his mood is all over the place. One minute he’s joking and the next he looks so morose that I want to cry.
“Mhm? I can’t hear you… you have too many clothes on.” He jokes and tugs lightly at the gown I have on.
Matt arrives with bags from McDonald’s, Sonic, and a local Chicken shack. The smell alone makes my mouth water. I’ve been sticking to Jell-O cups. The food here has a ‘mystery’ meat feel to it.
He places most of the bags on my movable bed tray and then leaves with one of them saying he’s delivering Caleb his food.
Blaine gives me a devilish little grin as he follows with his phone. “What are you doing, B?” I holler after him.
When they return Blaine holds his phone out to show me Caleb savoring his fries one at a time like a total crazy person. The smile on his face lifts my heart.
We tease him about his affinity for fries, but with the little things I keep learning about him, it endears him to me more. “Dude’s in heaven right now.”
I pick at my chicken sandwich but only manage a couple of fries. My stomach has been sour. The doctor reassures me that being on pain meds can alter my appetite, and the fact that they found traces of drugs in my system when I was hospitalized may be part of it.
“Neither of you are eating,” Matt accuses us as he takes a big bite of his barbecue, licking the juices that make their way down his chin.
My libido notices, even if my appetite doesn’t. Heat spreads through me at the thought of Matt’s tongue elsewhere.
“Uh… yeah…” I look over at Blaine who’s bending his pickle spear into shapes and ignoring Matt completely. “Anna gave me a muffin the size of my head earlier.”
I try to catch B’s eye. Does he not notice how sexy Matt is? I know he’s been angry with him, but I want it to end. I wish I could force him to give in.
Matt finishes his barbecue, wipes his chin, and takes a long drink of his iced tea, before leveling us both with a look. “What’s the redheaded nurse at the Center’s name again?”
I pay way too much attention to his muscular hands wiping any lingering barbecue sauce off.
“Kim?” Blaine looks up, squinting at him. “Why?” Please don’t let fight number two hundred million erupt between them. Yesterday they fought for fifteen minutes about the channel the television was on.
“One of the residents said that she and some others have noticed her watching Eden.” That revelation gives me pause.
Why would that be? She’s been decent to us, even refraining from reporting us.
“I want to know immediately if either of you notice her at the hospital. Right now, we can’t be too careful. ”
“I haven’t seen her, but I’ve had a couple of other uncomfortable visits today after Anna left.” Blaine stood by during those visits with a death glare on his face.
“Oh? Who was it?” Matt’s Adam apple bobs as he takes another drink of his iced tea and it has me getting a bit hot and bothered. This is new. I don’t think anyone has ever inspired dirty thoughts in me by drinking something in front of me.
“Um…” I look away to get a grip over myself.
“Dr. Hart came by to check on me. He was actually kind. Not a word about Keir being in my room or being removed from the program. He did offer me an out on the study, because of what happened.” I’m still shocked that the study and documentary are continuing.
Even further shocked that Dr. Hart wasn’t happy about that.
“The other visitor?”
“Jolie Reynolds. I think she only stopped in the room, because my door was open, and I saw her walking by. She’d been by to check on Keir.
” I’m still seething. Just when her reprehensible behavior seems to be unbeatable, she sinks lower.
“She didn’t stick around long, because Blaine kept making nasty comments to her. ”
Matt snorts and rolls his eyes. “So, he was being his lovable self?” Oh no. Here we go again. I wish they’d just fuck and get over this clashing.
“Well, it worked. Although Eden got a good dig in, she told her that she missed all the years that Jolie had chosen not to speak to her.” Blaine moves to my side to sit close, wrapping his arm around me. “The look on her face was priceless.”
Matt gets up, stretching his arms over his head, letting out a low groan.
“I need to start getting to the gym again, I can feel the inactivity in my muscles. Everything feels tight.” He twists to the right and we make eye contact.
I can’t hide the way my eyes are devouring his body.
Blaine’s grip on my shoulder tightens but he’s watching Matt, too.
My heart thunders.
There are a hundred reasons not to say this.
I’m in a hospital bed with a gunshot wound, hooked to monitors, nurses in and out all day. I’m sponge-bath clean, but I know what I missed. The rushed shave and creases.
I don’t care.
“I want you. Both of you.”
Matt’s eyes widen and he slowly sits back down. “Sweetheart…” He swallows and looks at Blaine who is biting his lip and studying his lap like the answers to all the world’s issues lie there.
“I know… and I don’t care. I want you in the worst way.” My voice bottoms out on a slightly breathy and needy note.
Blaine kisses my shoulder. “We can’t lock the door of the room.” Good point, there is no lock on the door. “It’ll set all the bells and whistles of your monitors off, too.” His voice husky with desire.
Matt moves over to the bed and leans down on my other side to whisper in my ear, “The things I’d do to you if I could…” I grip his shirt pulling him closer.
“Don’t tease me. Just do it,” I say looking in his bottomless blue eyes. “Show me…”
Matt backs away to look around the room.
Then he takes the doctor’s stool, wedging it under the door handle.
He uses a doorstopper laying near the bathroom door to stop it from moving away.
Anticipation is making my breathing shallow and I’m past the point of worrying about the state of cleanliness I’m at.
Blaine has moved the gown off my shoulder peppering it with small, sweet kisses as his hands roam moving aside my gown under the thin sheet covering me.
“God, you’re the sexiest woman that exists.
Even in a fucking hospital gown.” Blaine’s hard on brushes my side as he moves to stand.
Blaine and Matt face off over me as I hold my breath.
I move my bed up to a sitting position while watching them. “I want the fighting to stop. Please, for me?” I deliver the request softly. I pull Matt to me, and his lips find mine with urgency.
He has a way of kissing that’s demanding, and it makes me forget every last thing but that tongue of his. Blaine makes a noise next to me. I break away from Matt to pull him towards me.
Blaine moans as he bites my lower lip lightly. He puts a bit more pressure on his tongue slipping into my mouth. Massaging my tongue in a slow and languid dance. I’m so turned on I feel the slickness on my thighs. “Fuck… how do we do this and not hurt your leg?”
Matt moves aside my sheet to uncover my lower half running his hand lightly over my thigh with a half-lidded look. He turns to Blaine.
“Part her legs carefully and use that tongue of yours to drain all the chaos from her brain.” His look is almost predatory, and I need one of them to do something soon.
Blaine leans in for another kiss before saying as he backs away to get situated between my legs, “You heard the man. I’m going to clear that head of yours of any thoughts other than us.”
Blaine’s talented tongue licks over my clit, Matt kisses my throat then my collar bone, tracing the back of his hand over the side of my breast.
He pauses to watch Blaine lick and suck on my clit before taking a swipe inside of me. Matt adjusts the noticeable bulge of his dick inside his dress pants.
“That’s right. Erase every thought in her head.”
I get his attention by grabbing his ass to turn him. Yanking his zipper down to work my hand into his underwear, the weight of him in my hand makes me even hornier. I need him inside of me.
Blaine looks back up at me with my juices coating his mouth and part of his chin. He licks his lips as he winks at me. “Feeling relaxed?” he asks in a seductive whisper.
I feel boneless.
This may be better than the strongest pain relievers they could deliver by IV. I hear voices near the door. It only makes me needier. “I need one of you inside of me. Before someone comes in. Hurry…”
They both chuckle at me.
Blaine backs off the bed to undo his shorts, but Matt beats him to me. Moving me to a sitting position on the side of the bed as he shoves his pants down below his ass. He’s inside me in seconds as Blaine yelps, “What the fuck?”
“Too slow…,” Matt moans out. “Better luck next time.”
I hang onto him like we’re on the ledge of a deep drop. I can’t move like I want to, but Matt’s making up for it.
Sheer ecstasy.
Blaine moves behind me on the bed kissing my cheek before his hands find my breasts where he begins to play with my nipples. Shifting he sucks lightly, grazing with his teeth.
I tighten with an orgasm as Matt drives in faster to follow me. Then Blaine pulls Matt from me, his head moving back to my clit. He sticks two fingers inside and rubs that spot that makes me shake.
Blaine wasted no time once we started having sex to learn my body and where my G spot is. I’m coming again, my body shaking. Matt hasn’t backed too far away, and his dick is still hard as he watches.
“Matt…” I reach out to him. He steps closer and Blaine turns abruptly.
They’re inches apart and before I can push them to do something… anything. Matt cups the back of Blaine’s head attacking his mouth in one of his demanding kisses.
It’s so sexy that my heart’s at a gallop. When my monitor spikes slightly and beeps, I start to laugh like a maniac.
They look at me like I’ve lost my mind.
“So, it took us kissing to get your heart rate in the danger zone?” Blaine says sardonically. “Really, Ed?”
The door rattles as one of the nurses tries to enter to check on me.
Both the guys scramble to get themselves back together, while I lay back pulling the gown on completely and the sheet back up. My breathing is still a little erratic when the nurse gets the door open. Blaine yanks the stool away and she almost falls through the door.
“Visiting hours are over. You’re a little distressed and need to get some sleep,” the nurse orders.
She tries to shoo the guys from the room, until Matt insists he's staying for the night. She gives up but gives him a disapproving look. “Well, don’t keep her up. She won’t heal if she doesn’t rest. Her breathing and heart rate for the past twenty minutes according to this read out was elevated.
” She scratches her cheek. “It could be just an anomaly, but…” She looks at the guys as we all burst out laughing.
The nurse leaves our room after a long lecture on ‘exerting’ myself in my state. Blaine had to excuse himself before he had another laughing fit.