Simon "Ghost" Riley

9.

As we made it there, he immediately took me to clinical. He sat me down on a bed gently.

"She got shot in the leg yesterday. She needs help from one of the doctors, asap." He commanded to one of the nurses in a low and cold tone.

As the doctor came out, it was a guy. I looked at Simon and saw him getting a little annoyed at that. Now he is getting obsessed?

"Do you have any other doctors.. preferably a woman for her." He asked.

"No, but I assure you she's in good hands, you can wait outside sir." The doctor said as he looked at me.

"Yea maybe in my hands, and I'm not leaving her." He snarled at the doctor as he sat down next to me, pulling my pants down to my thigh to see the bandage that was already bloody again.

He growled quietly as he saw the doctor taking off my pants, he stayed next to my side though. I think his jealousy got the best of him though because soon after he reached out to hold my hand.

"Why didn't you get treated sooner?" He asked me as he started to take the bandage off.

"Because we've been hiding from Russians for the last 2 days." He snapped at him.

After that, no one really talked for awhile, he treated my wound and after we left we went back to the room we were sharing for the mission.

"What a prick." He said.

"Or you were just jealous he did his job." I chuckled.

"No I wasn't." His accent thickening as he sounded like he got annoyed more.

"Mhm.." I whispered.

He let me walk this time but he still held onto my waist as I did, making sure to catch me incase I did.

Well, while we were walking in the hallway back to the room, soon enough my thigh gave out on me since I didn't walk for awhile and he caught me. He pulled me up with his hands, I was still slightly bended. It looked like one of those romance scenes. Except it was different. Better. The only thing is we didn't kiss.

He carried me the way back as I argued with him that I could walk.

"That's why I had to catch you, right?" He growled out.

A few minutes later we made it to our room and he looked kinda pissed at me, I didn't know why his mood was like that. He set me down on the bed.

"What? Your panties are in a bunch?" I commented on his behavior.

"Why don't you shut up? Or I'll make you, mutt." He said as he was across the room from me and I was sitting on the bed.

"Yea? And how will you do that?" I said in my usually bratty attitude.

"Maybe I'll just show you right now if you don't stop."

He got closer to me and started to fumble with his belt. I gulped, not knowing if he was gonna beat me or shove his dick in my mouth or both.  I was scared but I kinda liked it.

"Okay! Okay. I'll stop." I exclaimed after he was done taking off his belt.