Kiara's POV:What did I expect? That guy has a huge business to take care of. Besides, he hardly got any sleep last night. Of course, he can't just stay here all day with me.The door opens shortly later, and a male nurse comes in with my lunch. It's not that often you see a male nurse, and honestly, he's quite handsome, too. Even if nothing in comparison to Dean. Then again, no one can keep up with him."Uhm, do you think I could have something against the pain again?" I know yesterday I refused, but only because I didn't want Dean to catch on, how bad I was really feeling."Sure, you still have the IV anyway, and the doctors have put painkillers on your plan. I'll just go and get some.""Thanks." I try and give him a polite smile.Due to the painkillers and the bit of lunch I managed to get down, I feel a bit better, fairly quickly. Which only leads me to think about things even more. Everything that happened yesterday and the evening before, which led to me being here. About all th

Dean's POV:Kiara insisted on me going back to work after taking wednesday off. And she was damn right. Both of us missing on the same day inflicted many more rumours. Gina was the first one to confront me with it. At least she has the polite way to talk to me, instead of like all the others talking behind our backs.One thing I had to do was talk to my dad. I roughly explained Kiara's situation without going into too many details and yet explaining why she will be living with me. Of course, he's worried this whole thing will blow up in our face, but it's better he knows than finding out accidentally. Besides his worries, he had a huge smile on his face once I left his office.That makes a huge difference to the whole situation. My dad never liked Nadine and always mentioned how much better I could do. While with Kiara, I can see his only concern is the concern about the messed up situation. He actually wanted to go and visit Kiara in hospital himself, which really took me by surprise

Dean's POV:I wake up, feeling warm fingertips tracing the letters of my tattoo on my shoulderblades. While I fell asleep with Kiara in my arms, I'm now sprawled out on her bed, a huge cushion in my arm, and Kiara sitting behind me. She seems to have a fascination for my different tattoos, as she keeps on touching the different kinds I have.As a matter of fact, I know she likes the Dodge Charger in Fast and the Furious style I have on my forearm a lot. Ha, surprise, right? It's funny how my girl is kinda my own Fast and the Furious version. Needless to say, it's from both of us, one of our favourite movies. Only my real version is hot as fuck.I humm lightly, enjoying the way her fingertips glide over my skin."Oh, sorry I didn't mean to wake you."I turn to her and pull her back in my arms. "It's ok Honey, rather tell me why you were sitting on the bed? And the bigger question why was there a huge cushion in my arm, where you were lying beforehand?""I needed to pee so badly, but ev

Kiara's POV:Through my sleepy daziness, it takes me a moment to realize where I am. This addicting scent, which seems to calm all my body, totally surrounds me. It's warm a little too warm, and I'm being weighed down. Slowly opening my eyes, I realize this isn't home. This isn't the hospital I've spent the last days. This isn't even my own new temporary room. I'm lying in a dark four-poster bed. Dean's scent lingering in the whole room makes me feel comfortable. Makes me feel things, I'm not sure I'm ready to feel at this point.Dean's arms are wrapped around me tightly, one leg laying across mine while he is spooning me. Opening my eyes fully, the whole realization hits me. Oh my god, I'm in Dean's bed, my bosses bed, in his apartment. How the hell did I even get in here? Did I drink so much last night? The last thing I remember was talking to Dean on the couch. He must have....... he must have brought me up here..... into..... into his room.Not in mine, in his. I mean, even befo

Kiara's POV:As soon as I speed up, the adrenaline I need so much kicks in. If anyone tells you this rush of adrenaline isn't addicting, they are lying. Even if there would be no money to win, I'd do it. I live for these moments and the kick, the ultimate high, the feeling of being free. Leaving the whole world behind for a moment and just living for this freedom. Well, and all the other feelings that come with it.Even the two fighting guys couldn't prevent me, living this dream of mine. For a moment, I worried they'd distract me too much. But honestly, those two dickheads can sort it out for themselves. Nothing and no one is taking this away from me.I got this shit. There's only one driver out here tonight who is near my level. Most of the guys here haven't been as long in this as I have, and they always underestimate the girl. In the end, it's nearly disappointing how easy it is to win.I step out of my car and enjoy the cheering crowd. Even if the feeling is nothing in comparison