Kimberly Wright is a young neurosurgeon engaged to Ian Gareth, a naval officer. They decide to take a trip to the woods with their friends and the unexpected happens that would change Kimberly's life forever.
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Kimberly returned home that afternoon after having lunch with her dad, feeling awful for lying to him. She hoped this would be the only time she would have to hide something from him.
"Hey babe, you're back." Ian greeted her with a light kiss the moment she stepped into the living room.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He worriedly asked when he noticed the sad look on her face.
"I lied to my dad about the trip, Ian. I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth," she explained and broke into tears.
Ian feels terrible about this. If he hadn't been so upset about her refusal to join him on the trip, she wouldn't have been under any pressure to please him at the expense of disobeying her dad.
"Baby, I'm so-"
"I need a nap." She cut him off and headed upstairs.
Kimberly woke up from her nap when outside was already dark. She climbed out of bed and dragged her feet to the bathroom to freshen up. In ten minutes, she was out of the bedroom in her nightwear.
On reaching the living room, she didn't find Ian there, it was just the TV playing with no one watching, she guessed he was close by since the TV was on. Her thought was somehow read when she heard something crash, the sound came from the kitchen, so she rushed into the kitchen.
When she got there, she noticed some of the kitchen utensils on the floor while Ian was muttering curse words. She hurried to his side got on her knees, and picked up the utensils from the floor when suddenly she saw a drop of blood. She was wondering where it came from when another drop hit the floor. Ignoring the utensils, she stood up on her feet to take a proper look at her fiance, who was a few feet away with his back towards her.
"Ian? Are you alright?"
Kimberly got worried when she didn't get a reply from Ian who was now at the sink, still with his back towards her, the only sound that could be heard in the kitchen was the running water. She moved closer when she noticed the water turning red as Ian washed his hands.
"Oh my God! Ian, you're bleeding!" She gasped taking his hand to help him wash off the blood.
"It's nothing." Ian finally said trying to free his hand from her grasp but she wouldn't let him.
After a while, she noticed the bleeding had reduced to the minimum so she reached for a napkin and wrapped it around his hand, asking him to hold it with pressure while she left the kitchen to get the first aid kit. She returned after a short while with it and gently removed the napkin, she then applied hydrogen peroxide to the cut. Ian flinched at first but later relaxed when he got familiar with the pain.
"I'll need to stitch it up," she explained earning a nod from Ian. So without further delay, she started stitching up his cut in silence.
"I'm sorry." Ian suddenly said breaking the silence between them.
Kimberly didn't know how to reply to his apology, so she remained silent making Ian let out a disappointed sigh. She guessed he reacted that way because he thought she was upset with him which wasn't the case, she was only upset with herself and needed some time alone.
"You did nothing wrong," she eventually said in a low voice placing a kiss on his completely stitched cut to show him that she wasn't at all mad at him before wrapping it with a bandage.
She couldn't help but wonder how he didn't for once complain while she stitched his cut, a lot of patients would've chopped her head off before she was even done with the procedure.
Ian took her hand and drew her to himself.
"Thank you," he whispered against her lip before connecting their lips in a sweet kiss.
Kimberly couldn't deny it, she craved his touch at the moment so she kissed back with much passion. The kiss soon turned into a make-out session with Ian's hands roaming different parts of her body, getting her aroused.
"Ian, we can't do this here." she breathed when his lips found its way to her neck.
He connected their lips once again, giving her a long kiss before picking up his shirt from the floor that Kimberly had taken off when they were making out, and putting it back on.
Kimberly reluctantly climbed down the countertop where Ian had placed her. She swore she didn't want the moment to end. Gosh! She even wanted something more than just a make-out to happen right there. But being the cautious and clean freak that she was, she couldn't bring herself to let it happen in the kitchen and she was glad that Ian was an understanding man. She stole a glance his way and noticed he had a smirk on his face while staring at her.
"What?" She asked touching her face just to make sure there was nothing there.
"You look sexy with those glasses on," he replied making her blush.
Kimberly had forgotten that she had worn her glasses before stitching his cut. She hated them and only wore them when it was necessary.
"I don't think so," she countered taking them off without a second thought and placing them back in its case before getting a bottle of water from the refrigerator.
"Here. Please, be more careful next time," she said handing him a glass of water and some painkillers.
"I'll keep that in mind," he replied, flashing her a grateful smile before taking the painkillers.
Kimberly was about to leave the kitchen when her nose was suddenly filled with a delicious aroma.
"What's that smell?" She asked as she couldn't help it.
She wanted to know if it was coming from their kitchen. Ian didn't reply instead he put on the cooking gloves and went to the oven, he opened it and brought out a casserole dish, gently placing it on the countertop.
"Ian, you shouldn't be doing that. Your wound needs to heal!"
"I made a chicken casserole for dinner," he said with a proud smile, ignoring her previous statement.
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"What? How?!" Kimberly asked in surprise.
"B-but I thought-" Ian's smile grew wider as he watched his fiancee's confused expression.
"Let's s... I learned how to prepare this meal from a certain beautiful lady..." he explained now standing in front of her with his hands around her waist.
"Wow! I didn't know you were paying any attention then." she couldn't hide the surprise in her voice
"C'mon, let's have dinner." Ian took her hand and led her to the dining room.
