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Chapter 4

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“Ooh, Miss Green.” Almost immediately a voice shattered the silence, making me jump. “What on Earth are you doing here at this time?”

“I was just...” My face heated up, I felt embarrassed to still be here this late talking to someone. Why did it have to be Dr. Turner that discovered me here? “I was spending some time with Edna. She needs someone to talk to, and she’s had no visitors.” Did I sound pathetic? Weak? Too emotionally attached? Were those considered bad qualities? I wasn’t too sure.

“Oh wow, that’s really nice of you to notice.” He touched my shoulder and I felt a buzzing flowing through me. I hadn’t ever gotten one on one attention from him when I was at school, which allowed me to maintain some sort of distance. It seemed that I wasn’t about to get so lucky here. “Not a lot do, they become so involved in the clinical side of the job that they forget about the humans attached to the cases.”

“Well, I did do all my work first.” I didn’t want him to assume that I was going too far in the opposite direction.

“No, I know,” he chuckled lightly. His hand was still on my shoulder while he talked, I was unbearably aware of it. Why hadn’t he removed it yet? Could he see the effect that he was having on me? “I’ve been watching you from afar. I know that you’ve done a good job.”

The hairs on the nape of my neck stood on end. He’d been watching me. That was all I could think of. “Erm, yes, thank you.”

“So.” Finally his hand moved off me, but I immediately missed it like crazy. I was much colder without it. “Are you enjoying it here?”

“I am, yes.” I felt like he could see deep into my soul, and I wasn’t sure how comfortable I was with that sensation. “It’s a great place to work, everyone has been really helpful.”

“Good, good. Are you leaving now?” He indicated behind him, so I nodded awkwardly. “Okay, I am too so I’ll walk down into the car park with you.”

“I don’t have a car,” I interjected quickly. “I’ll catch the bus.”

“Oh nonsense. I’m not having you catch the bus at this time, you’ve been here talking to one of my patients. I will give you a lift.” My heart thundered loudly, I couldn’t even speak with shock. How the hell was I supposed to sit in such a confined space with this man that I felt such a strong attraction to, but that I couldn’t touch? “Come on.”

Unable to speak, I followed Dr. Turner wordlessly. My whole body was on fire, speaking to him had only ignited that further.

As the doors opened and the cold night air brushed past my skin, I realized just how boiling hot I was. My face was probably bright red, which only made me feel worse. It was difficult enough to have such a strong attraction to this man, I didn’t want him to know all about it!

“Here.” He pressed a button on a key, which brought a sports car to life. It was a lovely car, red and sleek, a real stand out number, but there was something about it that felt dangerous.

Or maybe that was just him.

There was a storm brewing in the pit of my stomach for something, that I was certain of.

“Come on, take a seat.”

I slid into the passenger’s seat of the car, squeezing my legs awkwardly together as I waited for him to take his seat too. As he brought the car to life, he did so with such a commanding aura that the heat between my thighs only intensified. I wasn’t sure that I could disguise it any longer.

I couldn’t stop looking at him as we drove, but I had to do so out of the corner of my eye so he wouldn’t see me. His strong jaw clenched as we whizzed around corners, his eyes flashed and burned into the road as he concentrated, the muscles in his arms flexed as he gripped tighter onto the steering wheel.

God damn, this was like a nightmare and a dream all rolled into one.

“You’re gonna have to give me an address at some point,” he chuckled. “Unless you want me to keep driving aimlessly around forever.”

“Oh right, sure.” My cheeks flamed as I reeled my address off to him, leaving me wondering if I would ever be able to act anything other than a bumbling idiot around him. Yes, I had no chance, this wasn’t about that. I just didn’t want to make a fool out of myself.

As we pulled up outside my apartment block, I let out a deep breath that I hadn’t even realized I was holding in. This car was a torturous prison, and I was torn between desperately wanting to escape, and never wanting to leave his side.

“Well, thank you Dr. Turner, that certainly was better than getting the bus.”

I unlocked the door and moved my boiling hot leg out into the cold night. I hadn’t even realized how fast my blood was tearing through my body until the air rushed over me.

“You’re welcome, Violet.” My name sounded far too sexual on his lips, it was almost inappropriate. A light shiver ran up and down my spine which I barely managed to disguise. “I will see you at work tomorrow.”

Tomorrow...work, with him, with these feelings. It was going to be impossible. Even worse now. “Yes, of course, goodnight Dr. Turner.”

“Please, call me Aron,” he replied, with a sly smile playing on his lips. Our eyes locked, I could feel a mutual pounding between us, everything fizzled and buzzed, it was almost as if our hearts were beating at the same pace and velocity. Something was going on...

Then he turned away from me and flicked the engine to his car back on, shattering the moment on his terms.

And with that, I was in love.

Shit.