“What are you doing up so early in the morning?”
“Nothing, just watching some TV. You know, couldn’t sleep. Then I heard the purple monstrosity pull in,” he laughed.
Addison looked at him. Damn, he was hot, and sweet to boot, and she was too damn tired to think of a good enough reason not to just grab his face and kiss him. So taking him by surprise, she pulled his head down to meet her very demanding mouth.
She glued herself to his body, taking all of his mouth, sucking on his tongue, and when he moaned that spurred her on further. He flipped her around to put her back against the wall, taking control now of the kiss.
He started to go down her neck, as his hands found their way to her ass, grabbing hold of her. Her head went back as he licked her skin and she grabbed fistfuls of his hair. “Bed, South. Bed right now,” she whispered.
Pulling back, he looked into her eyes. His hands held her body stuck to the front of his, and she could feel his erection through his sweatpants. “I want you,” she told him, looking back down at his luscious lips.
Wrapping her legs around his waist and picking her up while he opened the door, his mouth never left hers. When they finally made it to his room, he already had her shirt off and was working on untying her pants, while she kicked off her shoes.
His top came off as Addison slipped her hands under the waistband of his sweats, starting to pull them down, but he got them off for her then dropped his boxers.
He picked her up and placed her on his bed, then crawled up her, kissing her stomach, stopping at her nipple that was still covered by her cotton bra, and sucked it into his mouth. She sucked in a breath at the sensation, moaning loudly as he teased the hardened pebble through the thin material.
He slipped his hands under her back, undoing her bra, taking it off her. She felt his warm skin on top of her as he nestled himself between her legs, pushing his erection into her through the fabric of her panties. “Sweetheart, I’ve been dreaming of you,” he moaned before he slipped his tongue back into her mouth.
She wrapped her arms around his head, as their breathing became heavy. He pushed himself against her, and she broke free from his kiss for just a moment. “South,” she moaned into the darkness, and he kissed her once more.
Freeing her mouth, his lips started kissing their way down her neck; his hand caressed her side, her bare stomach, grazing over her breast. The comfort of a man’s touch and the warmth of his body on top of her, she was so comfortable. The softness of his bed and actually being able to lie down in dim light was so soothing. She couldn’t fight it anymore and her eyes closed.
***
A soft snore came from the woman South was trying to make love to. “Addison?” he whispered, but she didn’t move. He leaned over, turning on a lamp next to his bed. She was out cold. “Shit,” he whispered, looking at her beautiful face. He kissed her lips one last time, seeing if that would wake her up, but it was obvious that she wasn’t going to wake up anytime soon. He lay next to her for a couple of minutes, before he decided he’d just go take a cold shower, and come back to bed. They could finish what they’d started tomorrow.
Grabbing his boxers from the floor, he shut the door behind him and headed down the hall to the bathroom. Win was sitting on the sofa, tapping a bottle of beer to his forehead, looking ready to lose his shit again. “Win, what the fuck are you doing home?” he asked, turning on the bathroom light.
Win glanced over at South, taking in his appearance, noticing that he was only in his boxers. He took a long drink of his beer, grabbing the bottle’s neck in a death grip. “That was Addison moaning, wasn’t it? She was the one in there with you.”
South put his hand to the back of his neck, wondering if telling Win at this moment would be the smartest thing. He wasn’t sure how he was going to handle the news. “Yeah, she is, man.”
Win nodded, then started swearing under his breath. He swallowed the rest of the beer, got up from the sofa and threw the bottle in the sink, breaking it into pieces. He walked past South, making his way to his room. “I’m going to bed.”
South watched him walk away, seeing how angry he was. “Hey, I thought you were out with Donna, getting a piece of ass tonight?”
“Yeah, I was,” was all he told South, slamming the door behind him.
South shook his head and took a cold shower, then went back to his room to see Addison snuggled into his pillow, the sheets wrapped around her body. He chuckled as he slipped into bed beside her, pulling some sheet free for himself. She was a cover hog…good to know.
He took her in his arms, looking down at this amazing woman, smiling as he pushed some hair out of her face. “Night, sweetheart,” he said, kissing her lips one more time before he turned out the light.
Back in his bedroom, Winston sat on his bed wondering what the hell happened tonight. He couldn’t believe his fucking luck. The one night he’d brought home a piece of ass since that night with Addison, and of course she walks up on him fingering the girl in the damn hallway.
When he saw her face as she stepped on that landing, his heart fucking stopped. He couldn’t get his hand out of Donna’s pussy fast enough. When Donna spoke, and Addison saw what kind of girl she was… He could see that whatever decision Ad made about him was right. Whatever she had in her head to stop anything from happening between them had hit perfect clarity for her tonight.
She called him kryptonite, the thing that could destroy her. “Shit!’ he swore as he lay down on the bed. It was time to get serious about getting that woman. Since when had he ever stopped when he wanted something badly, and he wanted this woman!
He drove her into South’s bed tonight. His hands went to his hair, knowing that what he was going to do would cause a major rift in their friendship. But that didn’t matter at this moment. He knew Addison was supposed to be his.
He felt bad for what he was about to do to his best friend, to drive her out of South’s arms and into his. Because his mind was made up, and starting now, little by little, piece by piece, he was going to win over Addison Reade’s heart, and she was going to be only his angel.
***
Addison’s phone was going off, again. She got groggily out of bed, and getting her phone from her pocket, she saw it was Tia. “Yeah?”
“Addison, Frank said you left your pager at work. They’re trying to get ahold of you, there was some kind of accident.”
Her eyes popped open as she picked her bra up from the floor. “Shit! Tell Frank I’m on my way. I’ll see if South is still here to drop me off.”
She pulled on her pants, then her top, sitting down for only a moment to slip on her shoes and socks. Shit, she was going back to work in the same damn clothes as yesterday. Just great!
Bursting out of the bedroom she made her way into the bathroom, splashed water on her face and put some toothpaste on her finger, trying to smell decent. She used the brush that was on the counter and made a fresh ponytail; she even grabbed some deodorant that was on the counter and put it on.
She made her way to the kitchen to see Andy, Rex and Win standing there. “Hey guys, where’s South?” she asked, only to see Andy frown. Rex sat back kicking up his feet, but no one answered her. From the looks of them they were ready to head to work.
Win took a sip of his coffee, looking her over. “He said you were sleeping in this morning. You seemed to pass out on him last night,” was his comment, making her shoulders tense up instantly. He sighed as he looked at her. “He went to go get you some breakfast before we headed to work,” he explained. “Why are you up, anyway?”
She felt very self-conscious under Win’s constant gaze. “I just got a call, I need to head back in. There was an emergency and they’ve been trying to get hold of me. It seems I was so tired when I left work last night, I left my damn pager in the lounge. Can someone give me a ride to the hospital?”
“You’ve only been asleep for three hours,” Win told her.
“Yes, I’m aware of how many hours I’v
e slept. Now can one of you give me a ride…? Please.”
Andy and Rex looked over at Win, so she turned her head that way too. “Yeah, come on. I’ll give you a lift.” She saw Andy smile and Rex shake his head in disapproval. What was up with these three?
“Thanks.” She started for the door.
“Hey, if I’m taking you to work, at least grab some food before we head out,” Win ordered.
“I don’t have time.”
“Yes, you do. Or you’re SOL on your ride, angel.”
She huffed over there and Win gave her a granola bar and an orange juice. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” he chuckled.
She took the things from his hand. “Watch it, Winston. I’m a woman who pulled a twenty-four-hour shift and now is heading back in with only three hours of sleep. I might hurt you,” she told him, opening up the bar. She heard the guys laugh as Win shut the door behind them.
As he drove her to the hospital the ride was very quiet; then she noticed his hands gripping the steering wheel. He kept looking over at her like he was about to say something but stopped himself. Which was good, because she just didn’t want to talk about anything that happened last night. So she turned her head to look out the window.
“Addison, about last night…” he started.
“I really don’t need to know about your personal life, just let it go, Win.”
“You just happened to end up in South’s bed because…?”
She looked over at him as he drove and then their eyes met, making her turn away from him. “Really? You really want to talk to me now about this, Win. Look, I liked both of you. I thought both of you were nice and really cute. I don’t know why I did what I did last night… I guess I needed to vent.”
From the corner of her eye she saw him nod. “So if you walked up on South making out with some girl, then you would’ve come to me last night?”
She stayed quiet. It was too damn early to get into semantics with him, and she wasn’t quite sure if she was really ready to answer that question herself. No sense having things rolling in her head, when her day could be as long as yesterday.
“You didn’t answer me,” he said softly.
“What do you want me to say, Win? It wasn’t him I walked up on, it was you. It was you I saw finger fucking some girl, so that’s all I have to base my decision on.”
Her hands ran tiredly over her face. “Look, South is sweet, and nice. He might be a little bit of a slut himself but I haven’t had to witness that with him. I know it sounds naive, but sometimes you just want to think of that one person being yours and yours alone. You… I’ve gotten two shows of what you prefer. Believe me when I tell you, I’m not your type,” she told him, still looking out the window.
They pulled into the emergency room parking lot. He threw the truck in park, and she looked over at him. “Thanks for the ride.”
He took her hand before she opened the door. “I’m really sorry you saw what you saw last night. And I want to let you know that’s not the person I am,” he told her, but she sat there frowning at him. “But if you ever need a ride, you just give me a ring. I don’t want you taking the damn bus anymore. You’re too beautiful to be waiting out there. I don’t want you to get hurt, angel.”
He let go of her hand and she stared at him for a minute before opening the door. “I’ve got to go, Winston. Thanks for the ride… Bye,” she said, hopping out of his truck, and taking one last look at him before she headed in.
Chapter 8
A call came in at about two in the afternoon. A young woman had been in a domestic violence altercation. She was coming in with multiple stab wounds to the chest and back. Addison went running with Frank and Lynn as the EMTs rushed her through the doors.
“Blood pressure 70/50, heart 220. She’s in shock, we’ve tried to stabilize…” His words were lost as Suzy ran up to her.
“Another ambulance is on the way. The boyfriend of the girl was in a stand-off with the police, he was shot multiple times.”
Addison nodded but headed off with Frank. “Addison, you and Harry take the guy coming in. We got her. Mindy, call up to OR, we need two rooms stat!” Frank yelled.
She and Harry ran to the back doors as the EMTs pulled out the man; he was a young man, maybe twenty. She stood there looking at him as the EMT was talking to her, telling her the condition of this guy who was bleeding out even as they spoke. Her mind went blank, and she didn’t move.
“Ad? Addison, we have to get him to surgery!” Harry yelled at her. She stood in a trance-like state, debating whether she could bring herself to save a man who could hurt someone so much weaker than himself. She wanted to stand there and watch him bleed out and die.
Her eyes met Harry’s, and he must have seen something because he paused for just a moment in mid-sentence. Her hands went to the man’s pants, cutting them off, and she shook off the thoughts of this man’s death, and did what she had worked so hard to do: save his life.
Four hours later she and the others saved his life. He needed three blood transfusions, and they had to repair a nicked lung. If everything went well for him tonight he should survive his injuries. The police had one of his hands cuffed to the bed, and a guard outside his door. Addison made sure he was stable before she left, looking for Lynn.
She found Lynn who was taking vitals on a heart attack patient. “Did you hear if the girl made it?” she asked her, so hopeful for a happy ending to this tragic story. Lynn didn’t even bother to answer, just shook her head, and went back to taking care of the elderly woman.
Frank came up, pulling her aside. “Hey, you doing okay?” he asked her.
“Yeah, just tired is all.”
“I know that was a hard case tonight. But you were spectacular. You held your cool like a pro, Ad. I wanted to just let you know, that those of us that have been doing this for a long time don’t handle that kind of situation as well as you did. I’m really proud of you.”
They had walked over to a hallway that was barely used, and she fell back against the wall as she kept all her emotions in check. “Thanks, Frank, I really do appreciate the vote of confidence,” she told him with a little smile.
He looked around the hall, and when he saw nobody was around he came up and kissed her. She was taken back; she didn’t see that one coming. She put her hands against his chest, making him stop and look down at her.
“You’re really hot, Frank, and damn you’re so sweet, but, I’m just not in the position to be with someone right now. I mean I’m barely hanging on with the band and work, so I don’t want us to start up something that’s going to ruin our friendship down the road. Your kiss was amazing, and I could easily take you somewhere and we could have a quickie, but that’s all I’ve got for you,” she whispered.
He leaned in toward her. “You want to have just a work affair?” His hand went to her hip, and she looked into his eyes. “No, I’m too drained for even that. But if you’re around and I need a little male attention…I know where to find you.” She smiled haphazardly.
He smiled sadly down at her, as his finger tilted her face up to his. “That was the best brush-off I‘ve ever received. But if you change your mind, Ad, you know where to find me.”
“You’re not mad?” she asked quietly.
“No, not mad. Friends?” he asked, and she nodded. He came down one more time, kissing her, and when he pulled back up he saw how emotionally exhausted she looked. “Why don’t you take tomorrow off? I won’t even put your name on the board to be paged. Just go have a nice night and relax. Okay?”
“That sounds good, Frank, thanks,” she mumbled, and just then they both heard the code blue go off and started running down the hall.
Three long hours later Lynn put her arm around her, took her to the van and home. “Hey, you doing okay?” she asked.
“Yup,” she said, lighting a smoke. “Frank made a pass at me tonight,” she told Lynn, exhaling the smoke.
“Holy shit! So did you take him up on the offer?�
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“No, but I did offer him a quickie, he took it as a brush-off. Would have been nice just to get out some anxiety with a quick screw.”
“Addison…”
“Look, Lynn, I’m so tired. I just don’t want to talk anymore…okay?”
Lynn nodded, and they didn’t speak to each other for the rest of the ride home. They went upstairs and Addison looked at South’s door as they walked by. When they got inside their apartment, Lynn kissed her cheek and made her way to bed, shutting off all the lights.
Addison went to her bedroom, but Tia was already asleep. She was so restless she could barely keep a thought straight in her head. Normally she would be passed out as soon as she stepped out of the shower, soaking up every opportunity to sleep, but tonight a cool shower didn’t soothe her.
She put on comfortable cool clothing, a pair of boxers and a purple tank top…she didn’t bother with a bra. She combed out her long hair, trying to think of things to help her not think of things. So after her moisturizer was slathered on her face she managed to French-braid her hair.
About midnight she stepped out of her apartment and found herself standing in front of South’s apartment door. But if she was anything right now, it was truthful with herself. South wasn’t the one she wanted to see. Funny how you do stupid things when you’re upset.
Then she thought maybe she should give Frank a ring. He would understand completely how she was feeling right now. Hell, he’d even give her a good night in bed. The only problem was, someone had already gotten under her skin, damn it. And at this moment her mind was too much of a mess to even go there.
She had her phone and keys in one hand, the other hand on the back of her neck as she looked all around at the other doors, the staircase, hell, at one point she was staring at the ceiling. She didn’t know what to do with herself, the feeling of helplessness was too overwhelming at the moment. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably and there was nothing she could do about it.
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