Stranded by Nicole Dykes

Author:Nicole Dykes [Dykes, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-10T18:30:00+00:00

I pick at a piece of beef jerky and look out the window, happy to see it still hasn’t become a white Christmas. It hasn’t snowed in days and thankfully it didn’t today. I remember wishing for snow every single Christmas, but that’s not the case today.

“Some Christmas dinner, huh?” Coop is smiling as he sits next to me, drinking from his whiskey bottle that’s nearly empty.

“It’s not so bad.” I look at the jar of pickles and beef jerky between us. He doesn’t eat the pickles, but he seems to like the jerky.

“Yeah. It’s really not.”

“Is it too late for a bath?” I ask as I pop another pickle into my mouth. These are cut into chips and are the sweet bread and butter kind. I really love this kind.

He watches my mouth as I chew, and I have to admit it makes me hungry for him. But what doesn’t? I can’t seem to get enough.

I try not to focus on how wrong it is. And after two weeks here alone with him, I don’t necessarily need it to hurt anymore. I’ve become numb to the guilt, I think.

“Nah, we can do that.” I smile, and we dump the buckets of cold water we’d already filled into the tub. We hurriedly put on all our cold weather gear and go outside to the well, refilling the buckets and put the next two on the fire to heat up.

He wraps one arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him, exactly where I want to be. He’s not wearing a coat because he hates putting it on over his sling, but he does have a stocking cap on that I reach up and toss away, liking how his hair is tousled.

His lips press against mine, and I kiss him back with no hesitation or guilt. I love his lips and his mouth. I love how his tongue plays with mine. I love sucking on his tongue and making him groan.

He unzips my coat and pushes it off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor as we kiss with the fire in the background. I’m lost in the moment.

I help him out of the sling. He’s smart enough to keep his arm bent as I unbutton his shirt, helping him out of that too. My hands slide over his taut chest and over every line of sinewy muscle he’s kept, despite the lack of food and his injury.

I love his tattoos, tracing over the ink I’ve become very familiar with over the last two weeks. I drag my finger of the script down his side that says “Do no harm.” He’s definitely all about the doctor thing. I bend, dragging my lips over the words. “Dr. Kingston.”

“Not yet.” I smile, dropping to my knees as he grins wryly down at me.

“Not long.”

“If we get out of here.”

I unbutton his jeans, tsking at him. “None of that talk here, Doctor.”

“Ah. You have a doctor fetish, huh?” I definitely don’t. I’ve always hated them, but I don’t tell him that.

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