Hooked (A New Adult Romance) (9 page)

Ruby

I can barely recall what
happened. All I can remember thinking is,
‘Fuck
me, fuck me,
fuck
me!’
 

The foreplay was too long. He
kept me begging for it for what seemed like at least an hour. From the first
kiss he got me sopping wet; and his first touch…well, I simply lost my fucking
mind.

Being taken by Jake Bishop was
akin to being drugged. Words can’t describe his masterful manipulation of the
female body. I can’t even pleasure myself the way he pleasured me, especially the
way he rocked my clit with his tongue.

Layers of sensation and feeling I
never knew I possessed were brought to the surface for the first time.

Never in a million years did I
think I would sleep with him.

Now I’d let him marry me tomorrow
if he asked. That’s how profound the whole experience was.

And when he finally plunged his
massive dick inside of me, tearing through my virginity, I thought I had died
and gone to heaven, that’s how spectacular it was. Those little fireworks that
go off in the movies when someone orgasms—that’s fucking real, as real as
his cum dripping out of my vagina.

Now all I want is to have his
baby.

God what a difference a very few
short weeks can make.

From Zero to Hero.

Just thinking about his cock
jackhammering me is enough to send me over the edge.

And his muscular bod.
Oh my fucking God his muscular
body—it’s like something out of a superhero comic book. Everything about
him is so fucking amazing.

And he knows exactly where and
when to be rough and gentle. I mean, how can a man possibly know that about a
woman?? It’s scary. He had to have picked it up in med school.

I touch myself through my
panties.

Jake just dropped me off at my
place an hour ago, after fucking my brains out all night long. It’s 6am.

Sadly, touching myself won’t ever
be the same again. It’s not even exciting anymore.
  

I’m not sure I can go a whole
shift without his cock buried deep inside.

I certainly won’t be able to make
it to tonight, when he’s supposed to pick me up for dinner.

I can’t wait. No, I won’t be able
to wait.

I finger myself hard, thinking of
Jake, of his amazing touch, his extraordinary abilities in the bedroom.

“Oh yeah, Jake,” I squeal
uncontrollably as dampness flushes out of my sex.

It’s crazy, but my orgasm had
almost nothing to do with my fingers, and almost everything to do with my vivid
imagination.

Chapter 18

Jake

Talk about being on Cloud Nine—because
that’s where I am today.

A night of tremendous sex will do
that to a guy.

But it goes even deeper than
that—I think I’ve found my life partner.

No, I don’t fucking
‘think’—I know. I know I’ve found my mate for life, and I’m going to
marry her. She’s the most perfect woman on the planet, and nothing will stop me
from having her as my wife.
 

It’s funny, but it’s like my life
makes sense now. I hardly know what to think; it’s as if this whole time I’ve
been a lost wanderer. And now, for the first time in my life I’ve been found.

Damn. I think I’m in love. I
can’t wait to see her tonight.

In any event, I’ve got to push
her out of my mind because Dr. Hartley is wrapping up a special session he
called today and will probably assign additional reading on the topic.

“Okay everybody, that’s it for
this afternoon, thanks for coming in on such short notice. Please read chapters
twelve and thirteen, and make sure to focus on
nephrocalcinosis
.
We will be covering it extensively next time we meet.”

The class gathered up its things
and prepared to leave.

“Mr. Bishop? May I speak to you
for a moment?”

“Of course, Dr. Hartley.”

It’s odd, but I haven’t given him
so much as a thought over the past couple of weeks. I used to admire him. But
hearing what he did to Ruby has left a bad taste in my mouth, and consequently I’ve
lost respect for him not only as a person but also as a physician. I mean, how
can you trust someone, personally or professionally, who does something like
that?

He curiously waits for everyone
to leave, then closes the door.

He wastes no time getting to the
point. “Mr. Bishop. I’m aware you’ve been seeing my fiancé?”

“Your
ex
-fiancé, you mean. Yes, I have. How do you know?”

I wonder where he’s going with
this.

He taps a finger on the desk and
looks me directly in the eye.

“I saw you drop her off at her
apartment this morning.”

I’m floored by the revelation.
“Have you been spying on us, Dr. Hartley
?!
”

“I want you to cease seeing her
immediately?”

“And what will you do if I
don’t?” I counter.

“I’ll tell the medical directors
what you do for, uh, fun—you don’t want to be kicked out of med school,
now do you, Mr. Bishop? Remember, you took an oath ‘to do no harm’…and you have
violated it.”

Jesus-fucking-Christ
! He has
been spying on us!

“Dr. Hartley, let me explain,
I—“

“No Jake, you let me explain,” he
got up into my face and threatened. “You keep your fucking hands off my fiancé
or you will be immediately removed from the program. Am I clear?”

I was taken aback by his forceful
delivery. Then my heart sunk. I certainly wasn’t prepared for this.

“Yes, sir,” I nodded.

“Excellent. Enjoy the rest of
your weekend, Mr. Bishop.”

And with that he left, leaving me
stunned and speechless.
 
 

I went home in a fog. I had no
idea what to do.

Upon entering my loft I could
still smell her scent from last night’s festivities.

No. I can’t be without her. I’ll
be goddamned if I live my life without Ruby!
I will quit school if that’s what it comes to.

Disheartened, I sit down on the
couch to mull over my options and determine what my next move should be.

Just then the phone rings.

“Hello?”

“Hello,” a harsh voice greets
from the other end, “May I speak to Mr. Jake Bishop, please?”

“Speaking.”

“Mr. Bishop, my name is Commander
Bill Johnston. I’m from the eighth regiment here in Afghanistan.
 
I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news.”

Oh fuck no.
My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach.

“Your brother, Chance, was
wounded by an IED earlier today. He’s in critical condition. Even though he is
expected to live, that’s still questionable at this time. Your brother made it
clear in his enlistment forms that we were to call you in the event that an
accident like this should occur. Do you have any questions for me, sir?”

“Where is he now? Can I talk to
him?”

“He’s resting at a military
hospital in Afghanistan, sir. He is unconscious at the moment so is unable to
converse. He will be transported back to the U.S. tomorrow for more
sophisticated care if we can first stabilize him here. Is there anything else,
sir?”

“Uh, no,” I said flatly. “Wait!
Yes! If he wakes up can you have him call me? Can you somehow connect him to
me?”

“Yes, sir. I’ll see what we can
do, sir. It all depends on his mental state, if and when he awakes.”

Utterly deflated, I mumble,
“Thank you,” and, without saying ‘good bye’, hang up.

As if my day can’t get any worse.
I start out on Cloud Nine, and finish in the gutter.

Ruby

It’s 11pm.

And still no word from Jake.

He was supposed to pick me up for
dinner. We were supposed to go out. I imagined us doing it at my place this
time. I was hoping for a different kind of ‘adventure’ this time around with
respect to Ms. Murphy’s condolence.

If Jake is trying to reinforce my
chronic insecurities about men he’s doing a great job.

Nevertheless, I have to hope and pray
he still wants me. I really want to believe he’s not already ‘pulling a Dan’ on
me, but it’s hard. It eerily reminds me of when I first started dating Dan: all
about me one minute, and the next it was as if I didn’t exist.

I shiver thinking of the possibility.

I try to tell myself that maybe
something happened to
him, that
maybe something came
up; perhaps he got into an accident. But it’s not very reassuring, and I don’t
much believe myself.

Jake’s probably a flake like
every other guy. Ha—‘Jake the flake.’

But at the same time, the way he
touched me last night, the way he positively devoured me…a man can’t fake that.
He needed me. He needed
me like fire needs air, completely,
body and soul
.

He has to love me. He just has
to.

I can’t take the back-and-forth
arguing with myself any longer—I have to call Julie.

“Hey Ruby, what’s up? I’m at
work, so try to make it quick.”

“Oh, sorry, Jules, I’ll try not
to take up too much of your time. I was just calling to say Jake and I were supposed
to go out tonight, but I haven’t received so much as a text from him.”

“Really? That’s strange. I wonder
what’s going on.”

“Yeah. Me too. It’s put me on
edge, that’s all. I simply need to talk about it.”

“Ruby, listen to me,” Julie said
with conviction, “Jake
loves
you. I
promise. Give him a chance. I’m sure
something came up
,
I just know it
. I wish I could help. But I’m
sorry,
I got to get back to work. Promise to call me
tomorrow, okay?”

“Yeah. Okay. I promise. Bye.”

I hang up and look out the
window.

Where are you, Jake? What
happened?

Maybe I shouldn’t trust him after
all.

Chapter 19

Jake

Thankfully it’s a Sunday, because
in my current state there’s no way I could go to school.

I sat up all night and all
morning waiting for an update on Chance’s condition. But nothing came.

The day started out rainy and
shitty, a perfect metaphor to my dark and stormy mood. Not able to take the
suspense any longer, I went out for a run to clear my head.

It’s sad to admit, but as bad as
the whole Ruby incident is, it hardly compares to the thought of losing my
brother, my own flesh and blood,
the
only biological
family I have left.

I run hard.

Really fucking hard. So hard I
can’t possibly cry. I haven’t shed a tear since I was a child when my father
used to beat me, and I sure as fuck am not going to start now.

I run like a man possessed
through the pouring rain. It’s still early, and I feel as if I have the whole
world to myself.

I run so hard I can neither think
nor feel.

As soon as I get home I check my
phone.

Fuck! A message from an unknown caller!

I know it’s about Chance. With
shaking hands I check my voicemail.

“Hey Jake, it’s Chance—“

“YES!!” I scream out loud and
jump for joy. Turns out he dodged a bullet; he leaves me a number to call him
back.

Without hesitation I return his
call.

“Jake,” Chance’s feeble voice
answers.

“Chance, man, I’m sorry. I was
out running. I haven’t slept since I received the news of your injury, and I
had to go for a run to clear my head. How are you? You had me scared out of my
mind.”

“I’m alright. My leg’s pretty
fucked, but the doctors don’t think it’ll need to be amputated. I think they’re
shipping me home today.”

I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
“Fuck, Chance, I thought you were a goner. The guy who called yesterday said
there was a chance you wouldn’t make it.”

“Well, I’m still here. Just
calling to let you know.
And to hear your voice.
We
haven’t talked in a while. Since I got you on the line, what’s new? How’s
fighting? How’s school?”

I chronicle everything that had
transpired over the past several weeks. After informing him about Dr. Hartley’s
threat, and how much Ruby means to me, Chance’s voice increased in strength and
aggression.

“Fuck him, Jake.
You want Ruby
,
you take her
. As for
kicking you out of the program, I’d like to see him try. Good doctor’s aren’t a
dime a dozen, and if you are acing the tests like you say you are, they can’t
kick you out. Fuck man, you’re a card-carrying professional—it’s not like
you’re involved in some dirty, underground, illegal cage fighting. You’re
totally legit, they can’t touch you.”

“Oh yeah,” I pondered. “I hadn’t
thought of it from that angle.”

“Fuck that guy. I don’t serve my
country to have some two-faced cheater like him tell my little bro what he can
and cannot do. You fucking marry that girl. As soon as I get back stateside
I’ll take care of that little prick for you. I’ll shove my Medal of Honor right
up his fucking ass and then feed it to him.”

We both laughed out loud at the graphic
image his words presented.

“Yeah. You’re right. I got
nothing to hide or be ashamed of. Thanks, Chance.”

“Don’t mention it. Hey, the
doctors are motioning to me that I got to hang up. I think they want to run
some more tests or dose me with another round of drugs.”

After getting off the phone I
felt much more relaxed about everything.

Since I was still in my running
gear I decided to head over to Ruby’s place and tell her the good news.

And then it hit me: I never did
call her last night! I was so wrapped up in Dr. Hartley’s ultimatum and Chances
near-death accident that I forgot all about our date!

Way to win a girl over, Jake!