Evangeline

chapter 18

Zane

The doctor gave us the clear after having to stay an extra few hours to make sure Evangeline's condition was stable. She continues to almost drift off in the car but i dont allow her to fall asleep afraid that she may not wake up.

"Zane I'm tired please let me sleep" she begs

"You've slept for long enough" she faces towards her window repelling me.

"Doesn't mean i'm any less tired" she mumbles, my jaw tightens as I try to think.

"How about when we get home we can go for a swim" her head snaps back to me.

"Are you crazy zane, it's snowing and almost dark" she stares confused waiting for my response.

"Mia cara, we have a jacuzzi underground" her mouth gapes open before it shuts.

"You mean you do" she whispers under her breath.

I grow slightly aggravated at her remark "what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours" she giggles a little and i find her eyes.

"that's very poetic of you"

"It's a saying angel"

"Didn't think you were one to follow any sort of couple rules"

"Now what makes you say that" i ask already knowing the answer

"You aren't a patient man"

We finally arrived at the house after an hour's drive. The traffic was annoying because everyone was driving 30 kms under the limit because of the snow. But honestly i didn't mind, it just meant i had more capability to stare at her.

I walk over to her side of the door and help her out, my doorman begins strolling out of a wheelchair. She looks over at me "this is a joke right?' she asks "does it look like i'm laughing" I raise my eyebrows
"I'll be honest i wouldn't be able to tell what you consider a laugh" i hide my smile, funny.

"But there is no way i'm getting in that god awful chair they, already humiliated me enough riding me out in it at the hospital" she stresses

"I wasn't asking" I say with seriousness

"You're an asshole" she huffs as she sits herself into the chair.

I smirk at her anger "I can feel you smiling, and it's not funny" I stay quiet as I push her through the front door with the biggest grin plastered on my face.

About an hour goes by, we had lasagne for dinner and I had asked if she still wanted to go for a swim.

'I don't understand why I have to wear this. It hurts to peel off" she whines as I place a large waterproof bandage over the few stitches.

"Because then they wont fall out and so that i don't have to redo them while you whine" she hums in response and i know i have won, she may not have a fear of them anymore but it doesn't mean it doesn't make her uncomfortable.

She comes out of the bathroom with her two piece black bikini and I imagine ways of taking it off, her beautiful body on display for me, and for me alone.

"Are you done gawking" i grin

"Not just yet" she tries to hide her smile but it slips through

"I open the door to the jacuzzi room and put on the heater, the bubbles begin and I wait a minute or two before giving the nod that we can go in. The room is dark only illuminated by the small red light at the bottom of the jacuzzi.

Evageline slowly steps in taking my hand as I guide her in. I can't help but watch as the water slowly makes its way over her skin, never thought I would be envious of water. She misses the final step but I catch her as she stumbles, pulling her into my arms.