The Raven

Chapter Six

Adam Callaway. Adam. That name sounds vaguely familiar, "have we met before?" I asked him as he offered his hand to shake.

"No, I'm sure we haven't. Id remember someone as pretty as you". he smiled. Oh, that smile! Gosh, that was a smile to die for.

"Oh, why thank you". I blushed. Adam had a firm handshake, and a rough but soft hand. It was much larger than mine, and as we shook hands it seem to engulf my own. I don't know why, maybe it's a fetish, but I like guys with hands like his.

"You're welcome. Now, Silver, I must inform you of your rights here and what I recommend. It is in my best judgment that you stay here for a night or two so we can keep an eye on those scratches and run some more blood work to make sure an infection doesn't form and fester. I also recommend your stay because you lost about a pint and a half of blood which will make you feel rather tired and you will not have the strength to do much. But, if you insist on going home, then we have to call someone to pick you up. Do you need a moment to think it over?"

I bit my lip and looked up at him. "No, there's no one I can call, and my body aches a bit."

"Alright, good choice. How bad is the aching?" He looked concerned.

"It's not too bad, but I can't ignore it. I'm afraid to move because I know it'll hurt."

He shook his head in agreement, "well I can provide some morphine to numb your entire body."

"Yes, please!" I laughed a bit.

Alright, just a moment then. He walked out of the room and came back with a needle and a small bottle in his hands. He then began to fiddle with the needle, sticking it into my IV.

I could feel the drug working through my body, calming the pain to numbness. It worked rather quickly and painlessly. When he removed the needle, and pressed some cotton against the small hole, I was feeling a lot better already. He smiled at me as he wrapped a bandage around my arm to keep the pressure on my arm to prevent any bleeding. He worked quickly with such a soft touch. He then bent down to check my temperature and laid his hand on my forehead. Before I stopped myself, I reached up and touched his face. He just looked me with seductive eyes, and in the softest voice I could manage, I asked him again, "are you sure we haven't met before? You look so familiar; I swear we've talked before."

In a seductive whisper, he responded, "I'm positive we haven't met before, darling." He place his hand on mine, caressing it for a minute. He was so close; I could feel the hot breath from his mouth on my face. I closed my eyes and breathed it in, and took note of the sensual, musky sent. In that moment, I felt such peace and content that later confused me. But when I opened my eyes and realized what we were doing, I started to laugh lightly, whew! Must be the drugs.

He stood up and laughed too, must be! But he hadn't let go of my hand yet. He placed his other hand on mine, speaking with a quiet, serious tone, "If there's anything you need, or anything I can do for you, please, don't hesitate to call for me."

"Please don't let go of my hand! I will", I smiled.

He gently, slowly, let my hand fall back to my side before proudly walking out of the room, providing me with a clean view of his butt! He had a very nice, firm butt.

Must be the drugs, I whispered again, and smiled.

I couldn't help but to think of how good looking the doctor is. His tousled brown hair that had a red glint to it in the sunlight, the way that same sun kissed his face, the way he seemed to be illuminated all over, there was something so alluring to him, every step so graceful yet manly. I still felt like I knew him, as if overcome with Deja-vu. How does that old saying go? Strangers are just friends you haven't met yet. Maybe that's true, but all I know is that I'm attracted to Adam, and wanted him. I wanted him to come back in here and kiss me.