Only later did Dorothy realize that when Everett said, âIâll be quickâ, he wasnât talking about time but
speed.
The room spun so fast she couldnât even make out the ceiling tiles of the hospital room anymore. The
harsh lights blurred into triplicates, then quintuplets, before scattering like countless twinkling stars.
âCould you⦠maybe go a bit⦠fasterâ¦â she gasped out..
Her arms felt like they couldnât lift, as if she was a deepâsea fish starved of oxygen.
Yet Everett leaned in to kiss that small mole by her ear and feigned surprise. âNot fast enough? Alright,
Iâll speed up a little more.â
âNo, no, noâ¦â she protested weakly.
âOh, youâre afraid Iâll finish too quickly? Donât worry, Iâve got time.â
âNo, no, noâ¦â
Everett took pleasure in seeing her flushed and breathless, too worn out to say anything but shake her
head.
She was utterly his in this moment.
After all, Dorothy had overcome so many obstacles and even gave up on the kids just to be by his side.
She must have feelings for him.
Right?
That was the case, wasnât it?
Back at the hotel, after seeing Dorothy off, Karen planned to pack her bags and check for a flight home.
She couldnât help much at this point and knew Dorothy would worry if she stayed. So what was the
point for her to stay?
With that thought, she inadvertently glanced at the left wall.
It was Jeffreyâs room just beyond a few more walls.
She stopped what she was doing, sighed heavily, hesitated, and headed straight for Jeffreyâs door after
a brief pause.
It took him a while to open the door.
Jeffreyâs handsome face was flushed an unusual shade of pink, and his expression sour and impatient.
âWhat now?â he rasped. His voice was oddly hoarse.
âI was hoping you could help me pack and then lend me your car. I wish to get out a bit.â
It was a rare trip to be here in Swevia Country, and she couldnât spend it all cooped up in a hotel. She
wanted to explore and take photos to remember the trip.
âIâve got no time,â Jeffrey grunted and tried to retreat to the room.
Karen blocked the closing door swiftly and frowned. âWhat are you so busy with that youâve got no
time?â
âNone of your business.â he snapped back.
âIâm trying to help you out! Youâve been looking after me these last few days, and even though I canât
stand you, I know how to separate personal feelings from gratitude.â
âYou are trying to help me?â Jeffrey raised an eyebrow.
Karen nodded. âTell me what youâre up to, and Iâll help you.â
With a scoff, Jeffrey stepped back and flung the door wide open. He revealed the TV screen behind
him.
On the screen was an explicit scene of two people kissing and caressing.
âIâm wanking. How exactly can you âhelpâ with that?â
Karen has never been an innocent saint for all her life, but just for this time she missed that
interpretation.
She was completely dumbfounded as she saw the screen.
She had been so insistent on helping, even when he didnât ask for it.
âComing in?â Jeffrey teased.
Taking a deep breath, Karenâs eyes went wide. âYouâre⦠youâre absolutely foul and disgusting!â
It completely slipped her mind that her own computer was filled with similar content.
Jeffrey was confused by the insult. âWhatâs so foul and disgusting about it?â
âYouâre in a hotel injured, and you still have the mood for those? Isnât that just sleazy?â
Jeffrey snorted with laughter. âIâll think about whatever I want, whenever I want! Itâs not like Iâm
harassing you!â
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