Scrubs

Chapter 5; a

The entire drive I feel my stomach turning with both guilt and excitement. I know it was wrong for me to call him at this hour, and it's definitely wrong of me to be going to the home of the man I've fantasized about for the past several months. We pull up to a small but clean house in a nice neighborhood with a familiar silver Subaru in the driveway. He gets out and runs around to the passenger side of his truck opening the door for me and grabbing my hand helping me out.

As we walk up the pathway to the door I'm so overwhelmed that I feel lightheaded. He unlocks it and pushes me in gently before following then closing and locking the door behind us. I stand in the entryway and take in my surroundings. In some ways it's exactly as I pictured it and in others I am totally surprised. The home is very clean and even subtly decorated with neutral colors and the occasional boyish detail here and there. There have been many times I pictured coming here but none were under these circumstances.

It takes the sound of a shower being turned on for me to realize Grey is nowhere to be seen. He re-emerges from one of the rooms and ushers me toward it. "I started the shower for you. Go wash off. I'll put something else out for you to wear." I don't know what comes over me but I turn toward him and hook my index fingers into his waistband. "Shower with me." He clenches his jaw and closes his eyes before sighing deeply then stares deep into my eyes. "I can't. You're drunk.. If you actually wanted me you would want me sober." I pout. "I do. I'm just a pussy and never do what I want, just what others expect of me." He lifts my hands with his own and kisses my knuckle softly sending sparks up my arm. "You don't understand how much it pains me to say this.. but no." And he nudges me again toward the bathroom.

I step in letting the steamy water run over my body. I wash my hair and use his body wash to scrub my skin leaving behind his scent. I let my eyes roll back slightly enjoying the euphoric smell and hot water beating into my back. Once I feel clean I turn off the water and step out wrapping myself in one of the fluffy towels on the rack. There's a small stack of clothes neatly folded on the counter that weren't there before. I didn't hear him come in. I shrug it off slipping on the oversized sweatpants and long sleeved shirt. I have to pull the string of the pants as tight as it will go to keep them on my body.

When I exit the bathroom Grey is sitting on the couch and pats the spot beside him as I come into view. The instant I sit down he hands me a large glass of water and a plate with toast with peanut butter. I smile at him and thank him before taking a bite then lifting it to his mouth. He takes a bite casually and watches me closely as I finish the toast and down the glass of water. My eyelids grow heavy and I snuggle into him for warmth. He plays with my hair gently before I feel my body being lifted and carried then placed on a soft surface. I'm covered with warm blankets and hear him start to shuffle away. "Grey." I call out softly now looking at him. He freezes and turns to look at me, his hand on the door knob. "Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna go sleep on the couch." I frown at his response.

"Won't you come lay with me?" He looks conflicted, as if he's struggling with himself.

"Please." He shuts the door and pads over to the bed climbing in beside me.

"Can we just for this one night pretend there's no one else but us?" I ask. "Unfortunately no. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I know we shouldn't. I want to respect you and I know you wouldn't be saying that if you were sober." He looks at me with sad, longing eyes. "You're beautiful." I whisper to him. "And you're drunk. Go to sleep." He whispers back. I close my eyes and he pulls me to him burying his nose in my hair before inhaling deeply and resting his head on the top of my own. I fall asleep to him rubbing circles into my waist gently and the sound of his breathing.

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The bright light finally dulls as my eyes adjust. The open door reveals Grey standing in a shower facing away from me. Dazed by the hot steam drifting through the air I admire the muscles in his back and arms as he scrubs his scalp. He glances at me over his shoulder and smiles playfully. "I was starting to think you weren't going to join me." My feet move before my mind has any say and I step into the shower with him still wearing my silky white nightgown. He pulls me to him so my back is flush against his front and gently pulls my now wet hair away from my neck.

He starts trailing hot kisses from my shoulder to behind my ear and holds me against him with his hand on my lower stomach. I drop my head back against him releasing a soft moan. "Grey" I let out breathlessly. I feel his hard member growing against my behind and his free hand drags up my thigh pulling up my now see-through gown in the process. "Mmm. You're too sexy for your own good." He mumbles in my ear before nibbling on it. The hand that was on my thigh trails up my body and stops to pinch my nipple causing my back to arch in pleasure and another moan to escape my lips.

Unfortunately I'm woken up by shifting in the bed beside me. When I open my eyes, Grey is sitting up looking at me with wide eyes and a flustered look. "Are you okay?" I manage before the headache and nausea hit me. He clears his throat before responding. "Yea, you were just.... uh.. you.." I furrow my eyebrows. "Come on. Spit it out." I interrupt playfully. "You were um.. moaning my name." I feel my face heat up. "Oh my. I'm so sorry." I cover my face embarrassed. "It's okay. Why don't I make you breakfast and I'll take you home." "Okay. Sounds good." I nod before sliding out of the bed and speed walking to the bathroom.