POV Jess
Jeremiah 29:11, I'm not all that religious, I'm spiritual and I believe there is a higher being but I don't follow Bible verses or go to church. I'm really starting to wondering why these messages are all around me today though? I don't know what the universe is trying to relay to me. Maybe it's all just a silly coincidence and it has nothing to actually to do with me but Mary Jean's words and now the verse inked on Cole? It's all hitting a little too hard.
I gently put the white t-shirt over Cole's head. He fits his arms through the sleeves, and I pull it down over him. My fingers graze his soft, smooth golden skin, and I swallow back the hitch in my throat before it escapes. Cole is undoubtedly attractive, completely out of my league, evident by how drop-dead gorgeous his ex-girlfriend is. I'm so far from his type, he's into the tattooed edgy girls and honestly, he's not my type either but I can still appreciate a good-looking person. His hair is messy from the shirt being taken off and put back on. His chestnut hair is appearing wavier and longer after a month of no cutting but almost looks even better this way. I'm usually more drawn to the clean-cut appearance but the tattoos and shaggy hair on Cole is enticing. I need to knock it off with these invasive thoughts, he is my patient and an asshole one at that.
"My pants?" He asks rifling my deep thoughts. Oh god no, I can't do this.
He starts to tug down the waistline and I swallow hard getting flustered. He's a patient, Jess, he needs your help that's all it is. Nancy does this every day it's not different than any other patient I've helped dress.
I see his struggle as he attempts to pull down his shorts, hissing in pain probably from the tender areas of the fractured collar bone and ribs.
Regretfully I speak up, "stop Cole, I'll get it."
He halts his mission and mimics the hard swallow, we both feel painfully awkward about this. Please Cole just tell me to abort this mission but it doesn't come.
I nervously tuck my index fingers on either side of the waistband of his shorts, okay Jess just rip it off and get it over with, and try not to look there. I feel like something has taken over me because my plan to rapidly remove the silky material is ambushed, why am I tugging it down so slowly? Nerves of course, he can probably hear my heart pounding right out of my chest.
"Oh god! Make it go away!" I instantly get into a standing position with my hands up in surrender. Being a nurse I'm no stranger to erections but this feels too weird and wrong.
Cole immediately covers the unexpected visitor with his hand, "Jesus sorry it just came on so suddenly! Don't look!"
Why am I looking?! This encounter went from awkward to downright post-apocalyptic. I want to die right here and right now.
I cover my eyes with my hands like a child afraid of a scary movie, humiliation isn't even a word to describe it.
Cole laughs, "Never seen a boner before?"
I open my fingers just enough to reveal the evil eye that I'm sending his way. Of course, I've seen a boner and if I had just acted professionally and not jumped away like I did this wouldn't even be a thing. Although I'd love to feel flattered that I gave Cole Carson a boner the nurse in me knows how the human body functions.
"Can you just hand me the shorts and I'll put them on by myself?" I throw the shorts at him, unsure of where they landed because my hand is still covering my eyes.
Several long minutes later he informs me it's safe to look again. I cannot though, look him in the eye, no, not yet.
"I'm going…to uh…just go do some stuff..I'll be back," I snatch my laptop and make a run for it, and hear him chuckle behind me.
The image of his hard dick is seared in my mind it's all my mental image sees. I try not to remember the specifics but my god is that man blessed down there. It should be illegal to be gorgeous and packed, it's just simply not fair for the rest of the men in the world. I can confidently say though that Lex fucked up big time.