Accused

7

~7
Jessica's POV

They had to bring Michael back in here. He fainted at the phone. He has a small fever. I'm a little worry about him. He keeps fainting and hurting himself.

He moans. I pat his forehead with a cold damp washcloth. He slowly opens his eyes.

“What, what happened? ”

“You fainted, Michael.”

He stares at the ceiling as if remembering what happened. He suddenly started crying.

I was confused. I didn't know what to do. I held his hand and patted his shoulder. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. I wiped his tears away and smiled at him.

Out of no where, he places a kiss on my lips. Not a quick on either. The kiss lasted for about 3 or 4 seconds. I wanted it to last longer, but it was wrong. I shouldn't be kissing an inmate.

I pulled away.

“Michael, Michael, we can't be kissing.”

I walked to the other side of the room. I went to open the door, but Michael's hand pushed the door close.

He whispered in my ear, “Please... I need this.”

Need? I lock the door and turn around. I caress his face and kiss him. He wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him. He carries me to the hospital bed and sits me down. Michael pulls my hair back and kisses my neck. I moan.

He takes his shirt off. His chest is so sexy. I take off my white doctor coat. There's a knock on the door.

“Jessica, are you OK? Why is the door locked?”

Michael quietly groans in frustration. I give him a quick peck and get off the table. I tell Michael to sit on the table and I put my coat back on and fix my hair. I cleared my throat.

“Yeah I'm fine, and I didn't know it was lock.”

I unlock the door and Jake walked in.

He looks at Michael then at me. “Why is this inmate's shirt off?”

Jake takes his job way to seriously.

“He has a fever, he got hot, he asked if he could take his shirt off and I said sure.”

“Really?”

Jake looks at me. He's always suspicious about what goes in here behind doors. He annoys me. Michael could tell and gets very angry.

“Hey man, she told you what happened, now leave!”

Jake steps up to Michael. “You better watch who you talking to, inmate!

Michael gets off the bed. Now Michael and Jake are face to face. Both of them look pissed off. I better stop this.

“Ok, boys. Calm down now.”

I move between them, which is hard, because they wouldn't budge. I try to separate them, but they won't move any further. If someone was to look into this room, it'll look like we were a sandwich. I notice Michael glance at me.

“You guys need to stop. Michael you still have a fever and if you keep moving around, your fever will worsen. And Jake don't stoop down to his level.”

Michael looked at me shocked. “My level? I was-”

“Shh, Michael.”

Jake takes a deep breath and says, “Fine, but one more outburst from him and I will put him in the hole!”

Jake turns on his heels and leaves. Michael sits back on the bed, but doesn't look at me.

I try and turn his face toward me, but he pulls away.

“I know you're not mad at me.”

He looks at me hurt, “I tried to stand up for you and you tell him not to stoop down to my level!”

“If I show any type of affection to any inmate, they'll take you to the other medical center,” I hold his hand, “And I don't want that.”

Am I really falling for an inmate?

Michael turns his head and looks at me. He smiles.

“Showing affection? Mm.”

“Yes affection. Like kissing for instance.”

He laughed. He has the most adorable laugh. He pulls me close to him and kisses me. I kiss him back. He tries to continue where we left off, but I pull away.

“Sorry, Michael. You're hotter than before. You need to rest.”

“I'm hotter, huh?”

I giggle. “You know what I mean.”

He sighs. “Well, can I get another kiss before I rest. ” he does the quotations around rest. I laugh.

“Ok.”

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. His hands trail down to my waist. He, slyly, moves his hands over my butt. I smile into the kiss. He smiles too. Our lips moving together felt right. It felt amazing. I slowly pull away, but Michael moans in protest. He moves his tongue over my bottom lip, hoping for entrance. I, reluctantly, let him in. His tongue was warm. We made out for awhile, before I knew we had to stop. I pull away and Michael sighs.

“You know you're teasing me, right?”

I gasp, “Me? Teasing you? No way.”

He nods. “Yes you are. Look.”

He points at his crotch and my eyes widen. There's a bulge underneath his pants. I just shrug my shoulders.

“Not my fault.” he starts laughing.

I hand him a blanket. “Cover yourself up.”

He covers his self up and turns on his side. I stroke his hair as he drifts off to sleep.

Sorry for the boring part. Stay tuned for the next part.

Who do you guys think Michael should be with? Jerry or Jessica? Comment your answers! And I might change it up depending on your responses! :) :D