A Brand New Ending

Chapter 46

Phoenix



I walk to the back of the house and down a hallway that I have never seen before. I swear every time I turn around this place has a new room. When I reach an open door, light emanating it, I knock on the door frame.

"Phoenix," Dr. Harris responds. "Please come in."

As I make my way into the room I sit down in a chair, waiting for him to speak first. When he turns around to face me I instantly relax.

He would never harm me.

"So, how are things going?" he asks.

"They are good," I answer, sort of thrown off by his questions.

"I'm happy to hear that."

Reaching back he opens a drawer in his desk, pulling something out and setting it on his lap.

"Do you remember our agreement?" he asks.

"I do," I answer.

"This is for you," he responds, handing me the folded garments on his lap. "You start tomorrow." I take them from him and nod, suddenly feeling very nervous.

"You won't be responsible for anything medical, but your job as a volunteer is extremely important," he starts complaining. "I don't think people understand how much companionship is important in the healing process."

I give him a small smile.

"Chelsea will be there to help and train you," he says. "I really hope you end up liking it, but if you don't I will not force you to stay. If you are upset about anything, please come to me with no hesitation."

I just nod.

"One more thing. Did Braeden give you…"

I nod my head again fast. "Thank you," I blurt out suddenly.

"Do you have any questions for me?" he asks.

"How am I going to get there?" I panic at the thought of getting there myself.

"Well, since I am not sure you or I feel comfortable with you taking the subway alone at this point in time, I will come back and get you at eight."

"OK," I say a nervous tone in my voice.

We both fall silent. I open my mouth to say something, but close it again. Dr. Harris notices.

"Please don't ever be afraid to tell me something," he assures. I gnaw on my inner cheek for a moment.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry," I hesitate. "For your loss of Thomas and…" I stop myself, realizing I don't know her name.

"Sophia," he says softly.

My heart drops, putting a name to her makes everything so much more heartbreaking.

"Thank you for your condolences," he says. "I'm glad Braeden felt comfortable to tell you about them."

"We both did some secret sharing last night," I say softly.

Things fall silent again.

"Well, that's all I have for you at the moment." He smiles. I stand up from the chair.

"Thank you," I say.

"You're very welcome, my dear." He smiles reassuringly.

Once I leave his office I head back up to my room, setting the outfit on top of my dresser. I hear a knock on my door, walking over and pulling it open.

"Everything go OK?" he asks, before taking a bite from the apple in his hand.

"Yeah," I assure him. "He just had to give me my outfit for the hospital."

Braeden looks down at me confused. Oh I guess I never discussed it with him.

"When your father talked to me about letting me stay here I promised him that I would volunteer at the hospital."

A wicked smile comes across his face, spotting the red and white garment folded on my dresser.

"F*ck, Seraph, you're going to be a candy striper?"

I gnaw on my bottom lip a little.

"Maybe," I say shyly.

He takes a step towards me, his free hand on the back of my neck. His lips smash to mine and I can taste the essence of apple on his lips. When he pulls back, I slide my tongue over my own lips, tasting even more of it.

"I've always had a thing for nurses," he whispers in my ear.

A shot of pleasure runs its course through my body, my knees becoming weak, my mind wandering to last night.

"I want you again, so bad," he says.

I look up at him, my body and mind wanting him also.

"I want you too," I respond, my fingertips finding the space of skin between his pants and his zip up.

"F*ck," he says through gritted teeth. "I don't know how the simplest touches…"

He stops talking mid sentence and takes a step towards me, kicking the door closed with his foot. He continues to walk, my body moving backward in unison with him before my knees buckle against the soft bed. I feel the heat coming off his body as he presses his chest against mine, his hardness pressing against my inner thighs.

We continue to kiss until I hear his phone ring in his pocket but he continues to ignore it, the vibration tickling me. It finally stops, only for it to start up again a minute later.

"I think someone is trying to get a hold of you." I laugh.

"I really couldn't care f*cking less," he says sternly, placing another kiss on my lips.

After its third ring he groans and reaches down, grabbing it from his pocket and answers it.

"Mmm," is all he utters, his lips on mine. "Mmm huh."

I can hear the voice talking on the other line but I can't make out what they are saying. Finally pulling his lips from mine he hits end and puts the phone on the bed beside us.

He lets out a sigh.

"I have to go, Seraph."

"Really?" I ask, suddenly depressed.

"I really don't want to," he says.

Leaning up I press my lips to his hard, my arm hooking around his neck for leverage.

"Stay," I beg.

"You are making this really f*cking hard," he says then smiles. "No pun intended."

I respond with a smile.

"But I have to go, my professor is going to have my ass handed to me if I don't finish this paper."

"OK," I say as I start to climb out from underneath him.

The look on his face is heartbreaking. Reaching up I put my palm on the side of his face.

"I'm not going anywhere, Braeden." I laugh. "I'll be right here when you get back."

He gives me a smile.

"I was actually wondering if you wanted to come see my place tonight. Maybe we can grab some food and just get out of this house?"

"I'd like that."

He leans back down and places a kiss on my forehead.

"I'll be back before you have time to miss me."

Once he leaves the room I lay back on my bed, having only what I can imagine as the girl equivalent to blue balls.