MasukANAHERAThe call never came back after I took the phone so I chalked it up to Rautio being an immature prick. If he has anything important to discuss with me, he can say it at work tomorrow. For tonight, I’d rather be where I’m needed. A few hours wouldn’t hurt anyone.When I walked back into the kitchen, Bella had turned the place upside down. For a single moment, I wondered how I survived being her friend. “Not you too,” I groaned, assessing the damage. So far, it was only potato peels littering the counter and little spills of water here and there. She shrank into herself, jutting out her bottom lip. “I was trying to help.” “Get yourself a personal chef to train you, Bells. It’s a survival skill.” Our eyes met and we exploded into fits of laughter.In no time, and with the little help Bella had to offer, we made a complete gourmet dinner. The buttery scent filled the air, causing my stomach to grumble.But where the hell was Dominik?As if hearing my thoughts, Bella scoffed an
ANAHERAI looked between Bella and my brother, noting the not-so-subtle glances they each exchanged and prepared myself for her outburst. But she said nothing. Unusual.Just as I was going to lead him in, a woman followed in flattering dress and hair that probably flowed past her waist. The look on Bella’s face remained stoic. Like one who would rather kick stones than be affected by whatever was happening now. “You must be Anahera,” the woman said, warming up to me immediately. “I’m Eleanor.”A forced smile crept up my face. “Delighted to meet you, Eleanor. Although my brother never talked about bringing you over, you’re welcome.” Bella? Quiet.To break the ice, I quickly told her to make herself comfortable. I shut the door, pulling my brother aside and into the kitchen. “What in hell’s bells are you doing? I thought you were gonna bring her pies not the actual woman.” My voice dropped to a small whisper. “You never told me Bella was back from tending to her daddy’s needs and
BELLA “ANAHERA JUNE KALLIO!” were the first words I yelled as soon as the cranky engine of Anahera’s abomination died in her driveway. There would be other times to rain on her about her vehicle. For now…“Hello, my gorgeous best friend. How may I help you?” she replied, despite how flaky her grin was.“What have you done?” I fired at her.Her face turned as white as a sheet in a few seconds flat, before she hurried to me. “I promise it was a one time mistake. He was the one who made a move. I swear it. It was just one stinking kiss and it won’t happen again.”Tilting my head, I replied, “I don’t know what you think I’m asking but yes, I want the details of this kiss. Get in.”As we get in, I discard my light coat by the chair and follow her to her bedroom. It’s still as I remember it, except for some little bag of decor by the bed. Festive seasons and stuff.“Why are you in my house, Bells? You almost gave me a fright.”“You promised to call me last night but you did not. I thought
ANAHERA“Jax, what the fuck!” I heard Noel say as he shuffled around while I hid in the adjacent bedroom like a scared fool.“I should be asking you that, Noel. You should be relaxing, not doing whatever it is you were doing with that lady. I bet when Coach demanded you get full rest, you were not listening.”Noel sighed. “What do you want, Jax? You can’t just barge into my house like that. If you’d knocked, maybe you would have saved your eyes in time.”“In my defense, I did. Twice.”“Okay? So what did you want?” Noel sounded like he was at his wits end already.“I– I just wanted to drop this off. Maybe I’ll come back some other time. Don’t worry, I won’t breathe a word of your sexcapades to Coach, only let him know you’ve been resting well.” The door closed and there was silence.Putting my clothes in order, I stepped out to the living where I began to pack my stuff and shove them into the bag I brought along. Looking in his eyes would reveal the amount of disgust I felt for myself.
NOELAnahera pressed harder to brush her wrist against the length of me through the fabric and raw electricity shot through my veins.My hips raised in response. From my peripheral vision, I could see the wet spot at the top of my tented shorts which darkened the black. She did too. She stared at it openly. Brazenly. This wasn’t the Anahera I used to know. “Fuck,” I muttered to myself. She tugged the waistband down in one smooth motion to free me. The cool air swished around my cock but it did nothing to soothe the ache. I pulsed in her hand as she cradled me, the head slick with beads of pre-cum. I nearly shot my load right then when she wrapped her slender fingers around the base. She pumped lightly at first…then firmer. “Anahera…”“Shut up,” she whispered and against all I imagined, she leaned in. Her breath skittered over me at first in what I felt was a tease. My entire body froze in anticipation and then, her lips parted as she took the head into her hot mouth. Very deli
ANAHERAMy phone buzzed against the dashboard of my electric snail, the derogatory nickname Bella branded my car yesterday, just as I pulled up to the curb of the Tower Noel lived in. There was a message from Dominik. No two. Dom: Break a leg today!Dom: Wait, not literally. Do not break the patient’s leg. That would be bad PR for us. Of course, our reputation would be ruined. I let out a snort that was supposed to come out as a laugh. As I did, I felt some of the morning anxiety disappear. At least one of us still had their humor even if I was currently walking to my execution. I grabbed my kit and smoothed down my scrubs. Today, I was going to be cool and clinical and professional. I was going to be medically indifferent to whatever Noel would do. He was just a bag of bones and muscles. A puzzle to be solved. He was no different from Mr. Henderson and his titanium hip or Mrs. Gabe and her frozen shoulder.Still, both of the previous patients I’ve mentioned didn’t look like the







