Hooked on You by Jenn Matthews

Hooked on You by Jenn Matthews

Author:Jenn Matthews
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ylva-Publishing
Published: 2019-02-05T19:25:29+00:00


Anna arrived intentionally early on Thursday, hoping to catch Ollie before the class. She knocked on the side door, her knuckles stinging.

The window opened above her head. Ollie appeared at it and smiled and waved before pulling back in without a word.

Anna waited a good minute or so before the door opened.

Ollie ushered her inside. “Cuppa?”

“Lovely. Thank you.” She followed her up, noting the stiff and stilted way Ollie climbed the stairs.

When they entered the flat, Ollie’s limp was more pronounced and she moved over to her kettle to flick it on. “Feel free to make yourself at home.” When she turned around, though, she sucked in a hiss.

Anna was immediately beside her. “I thought you were supposed to be taking painkillers?” she said sternly.

“It’s not my knee.” Ollie grimaced, a hand at her own back, her head lowered.

“What have you done?” Anna reached for Ollie’s shoulder.

Ollie leant into her hand and groaned. “I helped Matthew move into a new flat.”

The muscle under Anna’s hand felt hard as a pebble. “Achy back?”

Ollie nodded.

Letting out a small noise, Anna pointed towards the dining table, a silent order. “Let me make the tea. You sit down.”

“I can’t let you do—”

“Yes, you can. Sit down. Or I’ll give you detention.”

One of Ollie’s eyebrows rose.

Anna just jerked her head towards the dining table. Ollie obeyed and moved over to one of the chairs. She sat slowly, her back ramrod straight and her hands on her hips. She leant carefully against the back of the chair and closed her eyes. Safely out of Ollie’s line of vision, Anna pressed a hand to her sternum. She really didn’t like to see Ollie in pain.

The teabags were thankfully easy to find, and the fridge was an obvious white appliance containing milk. Once she had brought the teas over, Anna pulled a chair up to sit beside her.

Ollie’s nose wrinkled, then she looked down at the wooden tabletop. “Hefted his chest of drawers up three flights.”

“You’re a nightmare, you know.” Anna scraped the wooden chair against the floor as she turned it towards Ollie. After a sip of her tea, she placed the mug onto the table. “Would you like me to have a look?”

Ollie’s eyes went wide. “Um.”

“It’s alright. Biology A-Level, you know. I was a bit obsessed with the muscular-skeletal system, as well as the great Bard.”

“I can’t ask you to…”

“Perhaps,” Anna said, smoothing her palm against Ollie’s shoulder again, “you could stop being a pain in the bum and actually let someone help you for once.” She caught Ollie’s gaze.

A long beat passed. “That would be…that would be great, actually.”

“All right, then.” Anna stepped around Ollie to stand behind her.

Ollie shifted forward, her forearms against the tabletop. Her shoulders were still, as though she was holding her breath.

“You tell me if it’s too much, okay?”

She started with a light touch, skimming across Ollie’s back and then digging in a little. Her hands trembled as she brushed the ends of Ollie’s hair where they rested just shy of her shoulders.



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