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Chapter 17

I managed to clean John's wounds as he sat in a chair with a whiskey glass in his hand, wincing as the alcohol touches his open wounds. Once in a while I would hold his hand for support then carry on with the job.

"What are you doing here Y/N?" John asked, his voice deep and calming.

"Business as usual" I respond.

"Why are you walking alone in this place, its dangerous here" He said concerned.

"You know, just roaming around" I said.

"I mean, its a nice a day to walk around" I continued.

"Anything could've happened, then what? No body would've known nothing" John says and I could hear anger in his voice but he kept it under control as he spoke.

"But your glad, I didn't. I didn't stay at my hotel, right?" I asked, looking to John.

Even though I can't see myself, I knew my eyes were large and it lingered with innocence as I await for John to respond.

I watched as his expression changed from upset to concern to something soft, he looks away almost like he is thinking really hard about it.

"John?" I said softly, catching his attention.

He looked to me with somewhat worry in his eyes.

"I'll be fine" I said, cupping his cheeks.

His eyes traveled from my eyes to my lips then back to my eyes with gentle eyes as leans forward, slightly as he placed the glass of whiskey down.

There was a gap between me and John but I closed it, connecting our lips as they dance together. The kiss was passionate and loving, feeling John pour his emotions out into the kiss made it better.

John wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer as I placed my hands on his chest, tilting my head to deepen the kiss with became pure abyss to me, creating fireworks in my stomach.

Once I pulled away, placing my head against his. John's hands placed on my hips, feeling him made me happy. It made me whole again.