Gambling Love

6. Imogen

Anxiety is rippling through my body, my clinical is so high strung. The emergency room is as intense as everyone says but I love it. But anxiety has not been my friend lately. I think I need to see my doctor again because my hands are constantly shaking, especially during clinical and it makes me feel weak, but I'm not weak. I'm far from it and I'd like to keep it that way. I'm exhausted by the end of my seven-hour clinical and my car seats have never felt good. I'm rubbing my chest gently as I open my phone, I text Taryn and Genevieve back as Jaiden texts me back.

Jaiden- how's my best nurse doing?
Me- I'm exhausted. What are you up to?
Jaiden- *sent picture*

My hand stops on my chest as I stare at the picture, he's in a gym, I don't know which and I don't care where, he's shirtless standing in front of a mirror flipping me off while, I think, Sebastian is in the back with Maverick who is also shirtless but my eyes stay trained on the male taking the picture.

"Jesus fuck, of course, he has to be ripped," I groan to myself. His six-pack of abs are glistening, literally, and they lead to a prominent V which I know exactly where that leads. My eyes stray on the tattoo writing on his left pec, I can't see it, even if I zoom in, but it's clearly some sort of writing. He also has a tattoo on his bicep, which I already knew about.

Me- god why are you so hot? *rolling eye emoji*
Jaiden- *kissing emoji*
Me- *middle finger emoji*

I drop my phone into my cup holder and start my car, I'm basically salivating over the meal prep dinner Genevieve and I have for tonight. She's been doing well on her meal prep lately and I couldn't be happier for her. Tonight we're having a Greek chickpea salad with pita.

Despite me and Jaiden's commitment from last week, we haven't steamed past from making out, not that I don't mind. The man can make the fuck out, multiple times he'd drag me into a private corner or even behind a tree to make out with me. I never suspected Jaiden to be one that took things slowly but here we are.

Genevieve and I hang out and eat before I go and shower, my muscles relax under the warm shower, I can hear talking out in the main area of the apartment and I assume it's Sebastian, but I'm wrong when I step out of my bathroom "Jesus!" I gasp almost falling against the door. "Jaiden," I groan placing a hand on my beating heart. "I already have anxiety, dammit."

He raises his arms in defense but he's smiling. I shake my head at him, he stands up and his eyes dip low, I can see them glancing over ever exposed skin. I'm squeezing my thighs together now "how did you get in here?" I ask.

"What do you think baby? The window," he says in a sarcastic duh tone.

I roll my eyes, "you spider-man now?" He's still looking at my legs, I snap and his eyes snap back to mine. "Hi," I say sarcastically and he smiles, not even caring he got caught.

Jaiden steps closer and I let him tug my towel and pull me close, thankfully he didn't tug hard enough to the point it came off. "Enjoy that picture?" He asks curling his hands around my hips.

I feel bold and my one hand slides under his shirt "I did," I say tracing his abs. He holds my stare, determined to get me to break. "I imagined my tongue tracing the contours of your abs," I tease, "then my tongue moving south," I say moving my hand down lower and stopping at his waistband.

"You minx," he growls and I smirk "you know what I'm thinking?" He asks lowering his head, I raise a brow as his hand moves around my waist. "How I can easily tug this towel off your body, and kiss your perfect lips," our lips ghost over each other, our foreheads connecting "and I'm not talking about these lips," he whispers.

I shiver and he smiles, his palm covers my ass and slowly rises the towel. My breath hitches as he palms my ass again "for someone that's such a dirty talker, you haven't gone through with anything you've said."