All Chapters of Eternally Yours: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I drove home in the dark, trying to steady my heart. What am I doing? I wondered as I pointed my car toward home. I had so much on my mind that it practically drove itself home. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. What the hell am I doing? But there was something about Lance that I just couldn't describe. Besides his incredible good looks, there was something else about him I felt secure, treasured like a princess around him. It was as if he had already placed me on a pedestal, treating me like royalty. I had never been treated like that before, and I knew that I could easily get used to it. When I got home, Steven was gone. Obviously, he had already left for work-if he even came home at all-even though it was Saturday. I should be off from work the next day, but I really had no desire to have a confrontation with Steven, even though I knew that we needed to talk soon.I took a deep breath to steady myself, pulled the car into the garage, and walked into the house. I th

When we were walking down the hallway and safely out of earshot, I said, "You were amazing. Did you see the way that she came alive when you spoke to her in her own language? I haven't see her this excited since she came here."Lance's face fell and his expression suddenly turned serious. "How long has she been here?""For two months now." I looked down at the linoleum floor and sighed. "She's no longer responding to treatment."Lance nodded. "I didn't think so," he said, and then he turned his attention to the hallway ahead of us as his eyebrows pulled together. "How much time does she have?"I let out an exasperated breath. "I can't be sure. That's one thing that I don't like about being a doctor. I wish I could save all of my patients, especially ones like her, young with her whole life ahead of her," I said, as we walked toward the cafeteria. "Thank you for what you did for her."Lance nodded. "I was happy to do it," he replied, forcing a smile, and then turned his attention t

The rest of the day passed uneventfully until sundown, but I couldn't help but wonder about Crissy and what role Lance had played, if any, in her recovery. As I promised Drake, I had said nothing about it to anyone. Drake kept watching me throughout the day, frowning as he passed, but I brushed it off and focused on my work. He was always upset about something. Throughout the day, I couldn't help but think of Lance and how he had connected with Crissy. It's impossible that he had anything to do with her recovery, isn't it? But Drake's reaction made me wonder how Lance could have been involved. I pushed the thought aside and went back to working with patients.I headed toward the waiting room to see how many patients were waiting, when I spotted Lance, sitting in a far corner of the room. My heart involuntarily leapt when I saw him, and then took in his magnificent features, his firm chin, his dark brown hair, high cheekbones and stunning green yes. I could study his features for a lif

"Well, I don't believe it," Rosa said loudly, stopping me as she crossed her arms. "It's not midnight yet and you're leaving already. Good for you!" "Yeah, well, I have to get home," I lied, in a hurry to see if Lance was waiting outside as promised."Have a good night," she called to me over her shoulder, walking toward an examining room.Hearing his voice in my head-speaking of fucking me-I rushed past the girls at the front desk, through the automatic glass doors, and into the parking lot. I would deal with the consequences later.Outside, it was dark. Only the light streaming down from the streetlamp hovering over the parking lot made seeing possible, casting eerie shadows over the black pavement. The sound of a lone siren screamed in the distance, but it quickly faded. I jumped at a rustle along the pavement, but took a breath, relieved when I saw that it was only a stray wrapper blowing across the asphalt, creating a scraping sound. My heard pounded in my chest as an uneasy

Immediately, he swung me into his arms and carried me up the stairs to my bedroom faster than human speed. Then, he gently deposited me onto the bed and pulled back the blanket, revealing my naked body. I smiled as the night's events played over in my mind, remembering the sensual way that he took me, bringing my body to new heights and I wanted him again. I reached up and kissed him hungrily, moving to his neck and down to his chest."You need to rest," he said, pulling away. Then, he pulled back and bit his wrist. Crimson blood dripped from the fresh wound. "Here, drink this," he instructed. "It'll make you feel better."I pulled back to look into his eyes. "What are you talking about? It's blood ""Shush " he cut me off. "My blood will heal you. Drink." Then, he held his wrist to my lips and I drank willingly. Suddenly, his hot blood filled my veins and I already began to feel rejuvenated. For a moment, I wondered if his blood had healed Crissy.When I had my fill, he gently pu