Doctors Orders

pervert

Logan

I turn into the parking lot of my apartment.  Looking to my passenger seat, I am greeting with a fast-asleep Vanessa.

It's not like you looked at her every five seconds my subconscious irks at me.

Ignoring the voice, I turn off the ignition and get out the car. Walking around the front of the car, I open the passenger door.  I proceed to slide my arms under Vanessa's legs and back. Carefully, I start to maneuver her body out of the car.

"Shit!" I whisper-yell as I hit her head against door frame.

Lightly.

Well, kind of lightly.

Let just hope that doesn't leave a mark or I will have some explaining to do

Closing the door with my foot, I walk towards the entrance of my building.  Once I reach the front, I use my back to "expertly" open the door, thankfully not hitting her head.  This time.

I take a breath, and start the feel the weight of Vanessa and my lack of sleep catch up to me.

Thank God for elevators

Clicking the button for the elevator, I feel Vanessa rustles within my hands. I look down at her. With her blonde locks covering her face slightly, I admire her long eyelashes and kissable lips. As I stare, my eyes wonder down her neck.

Pervert much? My subconscious glares at me.

As my mind harasses my decisions, I get distracted when my eyes reach her collarbone. Yes, it is gorgeous like the rest of her, but that is not what distract me. On the right side of her collar bone, a scar is splattered on her skin. It is very faint, but the scar, or shall I say scars, are scattered almost seem to be the same size.

There seems to be at least half a dozen, but I can't really tell from my view. If I had better lighting and a different viewing position, I could probably figure out what those things are if...

Ding!

Jolting me out of my inquiries, I my head tilts up and I am greeted by an opening elevator. Once inside, I try to readjust Vanessa in my arms slowly, so I don't wake her up.

I reach for the side of the elevating, very thankful that the elevator button and key pad to enter my code is low enough for me to reach. After entering the five digit code, I feel the elevator move up from beneath me.

Vanessa stirs again within my arms and I gaze down at her. She nuzzles into my chest, making my chest feel heavy. My body feels warmer as she leans in closer, giving me thoughts that should not be said out loud.

Shaking my head, I try to rid my head of my explicit thoughts.  Once the elevator door opens, I somehow manage to open my apartment door. Letting the door close behind me, I fast-walk towards my spare bedroom as I feel Vanessa get heavier in my worn-out arms.

As I place her on the white sheets, my nose catches the peppermint aroma that her curls have. Just for a moment longer, I hover over her, taking in the intoxicating smell.

Yep, you are officially a creep now My subconscious glares at me again.

Before I go, I take her sneakers off,  and I am surprised at how worn-out they are. Slipping them off her feet, I put them in the side of the bed. After I put a blanket over her frail body, I exit the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.