Elaine felt an arm around her waist and hot breath on her neck.
"Hmm this feels nice" She thought and then her brain came out of the sleep haze and she realized this was not supposed to be felt. She pushed the person with all her might.
"FUCKING HELL" Aaron immediately slid across the bed as he grabbed his injured side. Elaine had slapped both her hands over the bruise and pain was shooting around his torso. He huffed as he tried to breathe through the pain.
Elaine immediately opened her eyes and then she remembered she had come over at Aaron's last night and had obviously gotten drunk because she didn't remember getting in bed. She then realized Aaron was on top of the duvet. However now he was on the far end of the bed, bent over in pain. She just shoved him...
"Oh my god...I am so sorry" Elaine said as she threw aside the sheets and crawled over to him.
She noted how he held his torso and his breathing and her medical mind kicked into gear. Either his ribs were bruised or injured but in both cases he needed medical attention and from the looks of it, he hadn't gotten any.
"Remove your vest"
"What?"
"I need to look at it"
"I am fine"
She got off the bed and stood in front of him. Aaron noticed the change in her demeanor and the stern look on her face. She was in doctor mode.
"Look I am in no mood to play doctor-doctor. I told you I am fine." Aaron said as he straightened up but winced.
He looked at her again and realized she wasn't going to give up so he pulled the vest over his head and again pain radiated across his body.
Elaine studied the ugly bruise which was as large as her palm over his 5, 6 and 7 ribs.
"This is going to hurt a little but tell me where it hurts the most." Aaron simply grunted in response.
She placed one hand on his sound side, her eyes wandered over the scars she had seen yesterday and then with her other hand started palpating the ribs on the injured side. When she reached the 7th rib, Aaron groaned out in pain.
"Woman! That pains alright? Stop." Aaron said as he moved out of her grasp.
"You have a broken rib."
"No I don't"
"You want to argue with me about this?" He was turning out to be a lousy patient.
Aaron had that doubt in his head as well but the pain was throbbing and only exaggerated on touch, nothing he couldn't handle. Also he noticed how she was looking at his scars.
"Are the scars and bruises from the same source?"
"No. The bruise I got from a kick boxing session. These scars are...old and before you ask no I am not into any illegal shit or got my ass kicked by mafia."
"Okay good. Get ready we are going to the hospital"
"No we are not. I am fine!"
Elaine bent down and tapped his injured side again. Aaron cringed from the pain.
"Thought so." Elaine said as she headed towards the washroom to freshen up. He was going to the hospital no matter what, even if she had to drag him there.
"Fuck. Who gave her a bloody MD?" Aaron muttered as he got up.
Elaine brushed her teeth with the spare brush and washed her face. She would take a shower at the hospital if she got the time. This was the third night in a row she had spent around Aaron and last night next to him. She felt this pull towards him which she couldn't describe, like he was a safe harbor. Of course there was attraction but any woman with breath in her body would be attracted to this man. He was the epitome of masculinity.
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A Love found in Affliction
RomanceWith in the four walls of Wentworth East Hospital, Manhattan, two people found their life's turned upside down at the same time. Had fate planned this affliction so they would meet and fall in love? Join the story of Aaron Wade Clark, a hot shot b...