MasukAdam's POVEli stood awkwardly at the foyer and I wheeled my chair away.“Do you plan to stand there all day?” I looked over my shoulders. “Come let us eat.”Eli took one uncertain step after another. I noticed how he refused to look in my direction as the chef served us.“Why are you suddenly shy?” I asked with a smirk.“Nothing.” He replied quickly.I didn't say another word until we began eating. My eyes never left Eli so I noticed when he eased and relaxed his shoulders. Only then, did I focus on my meal.Minutes later, I lifted my head to see Eli wolfing down his food. He had been trying to hide how much he enjoyed it, but every time he took a bite, I noticed how he inhaled deeply. He had even gone back for a second helping of the mashed potatoes and steak.I cleared my throat. “You're enjoying yourself.”He glanced up with his mouth full. “Am I not allowed to?”“Oh, you are.” I leaned back. “I was just wondering why you were so determined to leave earlier.”“You didn't tell me l
Eli's POVI grabbed the edge of the sink and took a deep breath.“Calm down, Eli.” I said beneath my breath.Adam Payne was a good looking man but he was also my client. I couldn't make any moves on him. I had to remain professional no matter what.I turned on the tap and put my hands beneath the running water. I just need an external simulation.After a few minutes, I reached for the napkin and dried my hands. I stared at my watch and clicked my tongue. Good thing the time for our session was almost over.When I returned to the room, Adam was giving instructions to the chef.He turned to me. “Pasta or rice?”I inhaled. “I need to go.”“What? You don't want to have lunch with me?”I swallowed and pushed my hands into my pockets. “I have to return to the hospital. Don't forget I still have a job there.”“Don't I pay you enough?”I chuckled. Adam Payne was really living in a bubble. He looked at the world just from his lens.“This is not a permanent arrangement.” I said, as I arranged m
Eli's POV Hockey paid well, and I knew Adam Payne was rich but it never really occurred to me how rich he was. He was wealthy, and surprisingly had great taste. As I walked into the house, the first thing that caught my attention were the polished marble floors, like someone had gone on their knees and scraped every inch of them. There was an enormous chandelier hanging over the entrance, and the walls were covered with expensive-looking paintings. The furniture probably cost more than my entire apartment. Even the staircase was unnecessarily grand.I stood around, my lips slightly parted as I looked at the house.“Are you going to stand there all day?”Adam's voice interrupted my thoughts. I blinked and looked down to see Adam rolling his wheelchair towards me. He had a glint in his eyes.“Sorry,” I chuckled nervously.“Don't apologize,” he waved. “It's never a crime to admire my house. Everybody does.” He said and I rolled my eyes.“You're so proud, and I wasn't admiring it.”
Adam's POV Dr. Broome lifted my legs and watched my reaction carefully. He asked if I was hurting anywhere and if I could move without assistance. It was hard. Pain shot through my spine and my hips, but I nodded because I was sick and tired of this place.Being confined to this hospital room made my condition even worse. I couldn't do half the things I used to do. All I did was stay in bed and stare blankly at the wall. Every week there was a new fan base or organisation coming to pay me a visit. I appreciated their efforts but every social media post or blog made me feel more terrible about my condition.When I could, I tuned in to watch a match but I was tired of watching my team from bed. Even though I couldn't be on the ice right now because I had not regained my legs, I needed to be on the field, even if on a wheelchair.So I nodded when Dr. Broome asked. I gritted my teeth when the pain came and said there was no pain and I could move to the best of my abilities.There wa
Eli's POV I stared at Adam for a while and let out a little laugh while shaking my head. There was no way he was really asking me this. He stared at me and I glared back. The expression on his face was serious and that made the laughter cease from my throat. “Why do you care?” “Because it doesn't make sense that you work so hard and have to deal with money problems, especially for something as basic as shelter.” “Ouch,” I muttered under my breath. “Well, I don't know what the house I want costs because why would I be looking at that when I have barely been able to pay for my mortgage?” “Fair enough. Do you like where you stay currently?” “Adam, let's focus on why I'm here. You, your physiotherapy, your legs.” “My legs are fine or at least they will be,” he said. “You are being optimistic.” I looked around. “Did something change? What happened?” “Nothing.” “Come on, Eli. Be serious.” “Well, Adam.” I glanced at my watch. “I have other patients to attend to and I a
Eli's POV“Do I see you eavesdropping on patients?” He asked with his arms folded.“No.” I said quickly, straightening my scrubs. “I was just about to go in.”Dr. Broome gave me a knowing look and tapped me on my shoulder before walking away. I knocked on the door briefly and opened with my best professional smile plastered on my face.“Good morning.”Adam looked up and for a split second something changed in his expression. His eyes moved over my face and then they fell to the clipboard in my hand.“Eli.” He said, trying to adjust into a comfortable position.I cleared my throat. “Adam.”Mrs. Payne looked between us. “Well,” she said, standing and adjusting her dress. “I will leave you two to it.”She walked over to the door and touched my arm. “It's so good to see you again, Eli.”I swallowed. “You too, Mrs. Payne.”She gave me a smile that felt suspiciously knowing.Then she turned to Adam. “You better behave yourself.”Adam rolled his eyes. “I'm in a hospital bed. How much misbeha





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