It's been hours and nothing strange happened yet. When I walked back home, I half expected that Leo would be in my room, awaiting my return from work with great anticipation, so we can pick up right from where we stopped. But I returned home to meet the house cold and empty, just as I left it.Although I felt stupid, I could not help looking around my room and Jake's, in my bid to check if Leo was there. I even checked the bathroom as well because who knows? He might have gotten into the house through the tiny window high up on the wall in there.Disappointment filled my heart after my search. He was nowhere close. As I began to prepare for the night, it dawned on me that I was treading dangerous paths. I was wholeheartedly willing to be in the company of a renowned thief that was wanted by a lot of people. Even private security agencies run by the rich people he had stolen from were after him as well.Yet, I felt at ease with him. I felt that he would not do me harm. Although I can

"Hello." I return the greeting, pretending that I wasn't very interested in his face, which I just spent the last ten seconds gawking at. It's a miracle the glass cup doesn't slip from my hands. I saw a flicker of what is think is a surprise but maybe I am wrong because it was gone as soon as it showed.Perhaps, he was just shocked by my looks. If that was it, then my goal was near attainable. He will be out here in a few minutes.But how can a human have a face with that jawline? So defined and manly? It reminded me of Leo's jaw and how it felt under the stretch of my palms. I could continue to look at it, all day. But then, I don't. I simply look towards my phone that I placed on the table earlier and tapped it on with a finger. The time read 5:13.For a date that was scheduled to be way earlier, he sure took his time."You must have waited for long." He remarked, not the slightest hint of remorse in his tone. Then he took a seat opposite me, setting that face right before me.I

The thick silence stayed with us for a moment. I looked him straight in the eye, ready, unwilling for him to see the fear in my eyes or the tremble of my hands. Whatever Leo was up to, he wasn't going to touch my brother. Who was he to come into my life, saving me from perverts and replacing our broken device? Just who does he thinks he is?Finally, Jake said, finding his voice, "What the fuck? What do you mean Hamburg?" He bent down to pick up his keyboard. When I glanced at it, I recognized it as the old one. I was relieved. For Jake's sake."We have to move," I repeated.There was no way I was telling him about Leo and his antics. No way in hell was I going to let him feel unsafe, especially if that insecurity was caused by me. But I had to move him away from here. Gayville was a tiny place and anything could go wrong. In Hamburg, it'll quite difficult for Leo to lay his hands on us. I know he's capable and all that but maybe it'll be much safer there."I got that. My question is,

What the hell is the blood room?I'm bamboozled with information and a hasty welcome. "Alright. But ma'am, what section will I work in?" I ask, hoping to not piss her off. "General medicine." She answers, hurriedly, as she wants me out of her office soon. "But you can also do whatever you want. I don't care." "Alright then," I say, picking up the leaflet and ID card. "I guess I'll see you on Monday then."She sends me off with a grumble.Here was I thinking I'll have to go through HR, administration, and those other departments.I go through the leaflet and try to familiarize myself with the place and people. I even found the store room and bunk room. I was very much interested in the latter because it was clear now that I will be spending more time at the hospital than at home and even when I have a chance to go home, I won't be able to go half the time.I gave up after half an hour of looking around and talking to new colleagues.By the time I got downstairs, I was sure I had come

Leo doesn't listen. He continues unbuttoning the shirt until it's all open, revealing the lacy brasserie I have underneath it. I snatch back the two sides of the shirt and hold it close, covering my body but he takes my hands apart and opens them again."Stay still." He commanded, dissolving my resolve. "If you fight it, it's going to hurt a lot more."His gaze is direct, never missing mine for a beat. Desire swam in his eyes. I wonder if truly he wants to sex me right here. His fingers roam my belly for a while once again causing goosebumps to erupt on my skin. "Please, I do not want it. Don't do this." I beg.He rises from his sitting position and climbs into the bed. I fear my bed will break into two from his weight and how deep it dips. He is positioned such that he is almost on top of me. His hands move from one end of my belly to another and then upwards, towards the hem of my bra. "You have a wound here." He says before he takes away his hand and reaches for another ball of co