"Dr. Parker! Move your ass!" exclaimed Aidan.
"I'm sorry. Her eyes," informed Dr. Parker.
"Get it together. We'll see if she turns or not," remarked Aidan.
"Yes. True, she hasn't succumbed to the virus," commented Dr. Parker.
As Dr. Parker crept toward Amber with a syringe, he indicated, "I'll take some blood. I should see what's going on."
When Dr. Parker stepped closer and tried reassuring Amber. Amber's hand lashed out for him. While Amber swung for the doctor, Aidan pulled her out of the tub. Instantly Aidan's legs wrapped around hers, and his hands gripped each wrist with her arms crossed in front of her torso. A low growl went out for Aidan's benefit as Amber's head slammed into his jowl, making him grunt. Once Amber was done, Aidan restricted her arms with one hand. The other hand gripped her forehead and held her still as she growled.
"Shhh, Amber. He isn't going to hurt you. I promised to help you," said Aidan.
"I don't trust him," declared Amber.
"Trust me. I made a promise," expressed Aidan.
"Okay," whispered Amber, then she relaxed in his arms.
After Amber relaxed enough for Aidan, he rubbed the side of her face while they stayed on the floor for a time. When Dr. Parker got his nerves settled bent down beside her and feather-touched her arm. Dr. Parker's eyes roamed down from her face until they were on her cold, aroused nipples that were enhanced by her arms. When he rubbed her arms, his fingertips hit each nipple. Amber stared at him from behind lowered lids.
"I'm taking blood," said Dr. Parker.
"Fine," seethed Amber.
Immediately Dr. Parker took an arm from Aidan's grip then he placed a blue plastic band around Amber's arm until the syringe was inside her vein. As Dr. Parker drew the blood, Amber watched his chest rise and fall heavy then she giggled at him.
"I smell how you feel," reported Amber while she smiled at him.
"That's the virus talking, Amber. You need to keep control," verbalized Aidan.
"It's hard since both of you are filling my senses," related Amber.
"If it doesn't pass, I can help you with that problem," conveyed Dr. Parker.
"I bet you would. You already have had sex," sneered Amber.
When Dr. Parker had all the syringes filled, he took the band off Amber's arm then placed a cotton ball and band-aid on her arm.
"I had sex with her, but I prefer my women to be mature," stated Dr. Parker.
"You're a bad boy," revealed Amber.
"I don't know what you're talking about," expressed Dr. Parker.
"I remember things. I can smell things," reported Amber with a crooked smile.
In a flash, Amber grabbed Dr. Parker's hand. Amber rubbed it against her breast while a giggle escaped her lips. Without hesitation, Aidan knocked the doctor's hand, away from Amber's chest.
"Go examine her blood. I'll put her back in the water," ordered Aidan.
"I got to remember you're my daughter's man. You just smell so good," whispered Amber on his cheek.
"Yes. You're strong. You can fight it. Besides, you're not attracted to Dr. Parker, so you know it's the virus," conveyed Aidan while he picked Amber up and walked toward the tub.
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Dead Before Sunrise: Amber's Story (18 +) Mature content (sample)
General FictionWARNING: For Mature Audiences. Explicit Content; Extreme/Graphic Violence; Contains scenes of a sexual nature; Obscene/Rapes; Upsetting; Disturbing; Offensives; Strong Language; Adult Situations. With one phone call from Melissa, Amber's sister, Am...