The Doctor Who Has No Chance - Victoria Quinn Page 0,68
scooped behind her knees, I couldn’t control myself. I fucked her so hard that my headboard clapped against the wall like a hammer against nails.
Tears dripped from the corners of her eyes when she hit her threshold, crumbling apart and slicing my skin with her sharp nails. Her lips trembled against mine until she rolled her head back entirely and writhed underneath me, whispering my name. “Dex…yes.”
That made me feel like a king.
I kept up the same endurance, making her body rock viciously, making my headboard strike the wall harder with no concern for my neighbors. Then I drove her into another climax, watching her have the same reaction as last time, like I hadn’t already made her toes curl once.
I made up for the shitty week.
I made her remember that she was my everything.
I made her remember that we would always be us—no matter what.
The paternity test had come back with the expected results, and I was counting down until I got to leave Kline Clinic. I got to go pick up my son and keep him for the entire weekend. I was bringing him to my parents’ place so the whole family could meet him, to spoil him with clothes and toys, to say how cute he was.
Take that, Derek. You aren’t the only guy with a cute kid anymore.
I wasn’t sure what I would do with him for the rest of the weekend, but I’d find stuff for us to do.
Sicily walked into the lab, looking fine…as always. “Hey, I wanted to know what you think about—”
“Whoa, whoa.” I waved her off, telling her to be quiet. “First things first, drop that ass into my lap and give me a kiss.”
She gave me a playful glare. “You’re working.”
“Oh baby, we talked about this. I don’t care—at all.” I grabbed her by the wrist and guided her into my lap, so her nice ass was right on top of my dick. “Oh yeah, that’s the spot.” My dick hardened against her, and I knew she could feel it.
She rolled her eyes but couldn’t roll that smile off her face.
I pulled her top down a bit so I could kiss her shoulder and collarbone, making my way up her neck and jawline until I reached her lips. My hand cupped her face, and I kissed her with purpose, giving her some tongue, kissing her like we were alone in my apartment rather than sitting in my ice-cold lab.
I eventually pulled away and looked at her. “Okay, now you can tell me whatever you wanna tell me.”
Her eyes had a dreamy quality to them, like I’d just taken her somewhere far away from this place, on a beach somewhere exotic, our bodies tangled together in paradise. She cleared her throat. “We need to talk about our departure next week.”
“Departure?” I asked.
“For Doctors Without Borders.”
I stared at her blankly for a few seconds.
“You…forgot?”
Yeah…a bit. “Shit.”
She gave a slight smile. “Well, that’s what I’m here for. You’ve got a lot going on, so…”
All I wanted to do was stay in Manhattan now. That was where Ryan was. I just got to see him for the first time, and now I had to leave for two weeks? Fuck, what a mess. I rubbed the back of my neck as I tried to find a solution to my problem.
“Do you not want to go anymore?”
“I just feel strange leaving Ryan right now. Just found out I have a son, and I’m going to go to another country for two weeks?”
“The timing isn’t great, but you won’t be gone that long.”
Now that I had someone so important in my life, I felt uncomfortable being more than twenty miles away from him. What if he needed me? What if something happened to Catherine, and I wasn’t there? No wonder my parents never went on vacations unless it was to the cabin. “You think we can talk to them and see if someone else would take my place?”
“With a week’s notice?”
“I know it’s shitty, but I…I can’t leave him right now.”
“Dex, you didn’t know you had a son until a week ago—”
“I know, okay? But it doesn’t feel right. I just got him, and now I’m going to leave?”
“You made a commitment to these people, Dex.”
“And I’m not abandoning them. I’m just asking if someone can take my place. That’s all.”
“You really want to do that when you know you’re the best?” She stared me down with disappointment, like she would think less of me if I