At the nurse's station Maille was sure he'd stop and let her down, but he nodded to the nurses who were calling appreciation at him from all sides, and then using her back to open the glass doors, he sandwiched them both to the glass and stepped out into the early evening heat. Still he did not let her down. He began to jump up and down.
"What, what, what, did she tell you about me?" he jumped. Maille's head cracked against his lower back and she clutched at him anywhere she could get a hold, which was around his stomach. She felt the knot on his sarong. She grabbed it and tried to undo it.
"Client patient privileges!" she laughed.
"Not so, not so. Tell me, now!" But he was aware of her lithe little fingers at his waist and knew their intent a second too late.
He let go of her with one hand to try and stop the sarong from falling but missed it. The blue batik fell at his feet and a thunder of childish laughter erupted from the windows of the building. Encouraging calls came from incurably ill children who had a new hero.
Kell faced them with just his boxers on. He bowed, a flamboyant, feather in cap type of bow, and deposited Maille in front of him on the grass. Deftly he reached down and slipped the tie in her sarong and she clutched it around her, but with one jerk he had it high over their heads like a banner. His eyes challenged her, amid gales of laughter. Would this show never end?
Maille gasped and raised her eyes to meet his. She wore plain white briefs, comfortable but nothing to match his Scooby-doo boxer shorts. Never in her life... never had she ever....
She looked around at the children laughing and pointing, at the nurses in the doorway, at the people coming to visit their children and then back at Kell who held her sarong challengingly.
"Tell me." He ordered so softly her mouth fell open.
"There's nothing to tell." She said with a gleaming sparkle.
Kell considered her, then turned to the car and opened the door. It partially covered her from the rest of the parking lot as she scrambled into its red interior and felt the softness of the sarong float over her. She pulled it around her.
Kell started the engine and pulled out in a dramatic style, honked his horn several times for good measure and then roared out of the parking lot and down the hill.
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Crossover Crossroads (The Kell and Maille Story)
Adventure"I missed you." Kell said simply, knowing it for the truth it was. This was way deeper than he'd ever been before. He swam to the side of the pool and stared up at her. "I missed you too." Her lips parted, and he nudged her closer, memorizing each s...
