Sinful Mates 1-3
chapter 14

“Tobias is busy, he will be in a little later,” he told me. I just nodded and looked away. As soonas the door opened Theo walked out and straight to his office. Thank god I did my hair and make-up in the locker. That was the most awkward exchange we have ever had. It's like he couldn't getaway from me fast enough. Going to my desk, I switched the computer on and turned the phonesover, when I pumped my hip on the edge of the table. I hissed at the jolt of pain. I had beencleaning it regularly and changing the dressing. It was taking a long time to heal, and I was startingto worry it was getting infected. Checking Theo was still in his office, I walked over to the smallbathroom. I hadn't checked it since yesterday.

Pulling my blouse up, I peeled back the bandage. The edge stuck and I could feel the fabricpulling at the edge of the wound. It started bleeding. Grabbing a tissue, I dabbed at it. It wasdefinitely infected; the skin was red and angry the edges just wouldn't close together, so theslightest bump made it reopen. Suddenly the door burst open. I dropped my shirt covering myself,but it was too late. Theo seen it in the mirror above the sink. His face contorted before he droppedhis gaze. His jaw clenched and I could see the vein in his head near his temple pulse. I was positive Ilocked the door; how did he get in?

Lifting my head up, I met his gaze. He looked like he was struggling to stay in control of histemper. Ignoring my stunned expression, he walked over and lifted the corner of my blouse. "Howdid you do that?” he asked looking up at me. I could have sworn he whispered barely audible forme to hear, “I knew I smelt blood.” I looked back wondering if I heard what I thought I did, but hewas inspecting the slash across my hip. “I asked how you did it?" his voice stern.

“On a piece of wire,” I told him.

“When?”

Ignoring him, I tried to pull my shirt back down. He just pushed my hand aside. “This is infected,come with me,” he said, grabbing my hand and tugging me towards his office. He made a phonecall, talking so fast into the phone I didn't catch a word of what he said. “Sit” He ordered. I sat down,not knowing what else to do. I didn't want to get in any more trouble than I know I am already in. Iwill be grateful if they don’t fire me after learning I have been trespassing for months in the carpark.

After about twenty minutes, a man walked in. He had a white doctor's coat on and scrubsunderneath. He carried a huge box that I'm assuming is a medical kit. Theo motioned towards meand I stood up before the doctor pushed me towards the lounge. “Lay down, Imogen” Theo toldme. I looked at him the way he spoke was like he was furious with me.

I quickly obeyed and the doctor silently lifted my shirt. He didn't say a word to me. He pulledmy shirt up and the side of my pants down exposing my hip. He prodded me, before getting towork. I winced when he cleaned it when he was done doing that. He pulled out a needle. I jumpedup, but Theo forced me back. “Don’t make me hold you down,” he challenged. I relaxed myshoulders.

“This may hurt like a sharp scratch,” the doctor told me. I nodded and focused on his face whilehe went to work stitching me up. The doctor was maybe thirty years old at most, not that old at allfor a doctor. He had dark hair and brown eyes the same colour as mud. He tried to be gentle, but itdidn't stop the hurt and sting, my hands began to sweat, he stopped a few times when I wouldwriggle too much. One look from Theo though made me freeze.

When he was done, he placed waterproof gauze over the top and stood up. Rummagingthrough his bag, he handed me a bottle of pills. “Take these three times a day, they will help clearup the infection.” I grabbed the small bottle and read it. Cephalexin, an antibiotic. I nodded andlooked up to say thanks, but he was already gone.

Theo however was watching me. “Why didn’t you get that looked at earlier? You could haveavoided all this.” He motioned with his hand. He sounded angry and I dropped my eyes to the floor.

“Because I hate hospitals,” my voice soft, almost a whisper. Theo stepped closer his handreaching my chin forcing me to look at him. His eyes searching mine for any deception. I don't knowwhat he saw but he let go and walked out, leaving me standing in his office.

Walking back out, I made my way to the desk and sat down. I started answering emails andphones. Theo strolled back in about three hours later and placed a glass of water on the desk. “Yourantibiotics, take them then eat this. Come and see me when you are done, I need to speak to you.Tobias will be back soon.” I nodded. He shoved the glass in my hand and waited for me to swallowthe tablets down, before shoving a sandwich in my hand, it was a BMT.I opened it and he walkedaway.

I ate quickly, not wanting to make him wait. I just wanted to get the scolding over with andhopefully still have a job after. Nerves kicked in as I walked towards his office. I went to knock whenhe opened the door and motioned for me to sit down across from him at his desk. Taking my seat, Iwent to apologise and beg for him not to fire me.

“Just wait, Tobias will be here in a second.”

No sooner had a second passed and in walked Tobias. He walked over to us and placed hishands on either side of the chair I was sitting in. I looked up and swallowed. Losing my train ofthought, I was completely stunned by his mesmerising eyes. He had on a black suit but for the firsttime, no tie. His shirt buttons were undone, revealing his chest. I could tell he had a tattoo butcouldn't tell what it was.

“We need to talk,” he spoke, his voice like velvet. I had to remember to breathe. When I lookedstraight ahead towards Theo, he had moved he was sitting on the edge of the desk between mylegs. I gulped audibly fear consuming me. Usually Theo was more laid back, but even he right nowwas towering over me making me feel even smaller. I could feel the heat of Tobias seeping into myskin through my back, feel his breath on my neck he was that close.

Tobias hands gripped my shoulders, his hands running down my arms. Everywhere his handsran goosebumps rose on my exposed skin, his hand stopping just above my elbows. I shiveredinvoluntarily, Theo noticing my reaction smirked, his eyes darkened a little, and I found my eyeslocked on his. I struggled to look away, only managing to break my gaze when Tobias hands ranback up to my shoulders, his fingers brushing my hair off my shoulder. Looking up his face wasbarely an inch off mine. He looked like he was in some sort of trance, his eyes glazed over as hisfingers ran up the sides of my neck so lightly.

Something swelled within me, coming alive. Sparks moved along my skin and my lips parted. Amoan escaping my lips, shocking not only me but Tobias. I quickly covered my mouth with myhands, stunned by my reaction to his warm hands gliding across my skin.

I went to get up, when Tobias pulled himself together and stood up and walked over to Theowho was still perched on the end of his desk. Tobias sat beside him. They both stared for a secondbefore Theo spoke. “We know you have been staying in the carpark, don't try to deny it. We havespoken to Tom who verified.” I went to apologise and beg for my job. Yeah, pathetic I know but myjob was the only thing I had left, I couldn't afford to lose that too. “Where are you staying now?”Theo asked, not letting me speak.

I tried to come up with a believable lie. I suck at lying. I would never be a good poker player.How the hell was I going to lie to them and not give myself away? Before I could answer though,Tobias stepped in, his answer astonished me.00O0O