#Chapter10

I punched his arm, disappointed at his answer. But his hand grabbed my wrist, stopping it midair.

“The doctor needs to check your temper. It’s short and hot.”

I smirk before settling my lips to his. I felt his lips lifting upward against mine. The kiss turned into a full blown make out.

Nile was careful that he didn’t brush my wound. He placed both of his hands to my neck, thumbs brushing each side of my face, while I held on to the lapel of his suit. My other hand brushed his chest towards the back of his neck sliding towards his hair, brushing it with strange addiction....