All Chapters of A Deal With My Hockey Captain Stepbrother : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ELIANA I crease my eyebrows when something warm and gentle touches my face. I flutter my eyelashes softly to get rid of the blurry vision. A strong smell of antiseptic hits my nostrils and-that's when I remember where I am. Slowly, I turn my head to look at Jackson and he is! “You're awake?” My voice is low, more like a whisper, not believing that he's indeed awake because it feels like I have been waiting for forever. I waited for him to wake up until I drifted into a deep slumber. There was a time that I thought Jackson wasn't going to wake up and the mere thought of it made my stomach turn cold, the familiar fear of losing him creeping in my heart… I don't think that much as I push the chair back and before Jackson responds to my question, my lips crush on his. He freezes, perhaps not expecting me to make that move. However, I don't care at the moment. All I want at the moment is to kiss him, to prove that he's really awake. I wanted to do it while he was asleep but…I deci

ELIANA “Eli, can you help Jackson get to his room? I’ll prepare dinner for us, I’m fully aware that the hospital food isn't one of the best.” My mother jokes as we walk further into the house.I grimace when I recall the bland taste of the hospital food. Healthy. That's what they say. I swear to the heavens, there's nothing healthy about that food. I barely eat anything throughout the day, if not for the snacks that mom brought us when she visited early in the morning and the unhealthy intake of coffee, I wouldn't have made it through the day.“Sure. It's my responsibility to care for him as a big sister.” My voice drips with sarcasm and Jax groans at my words in disapproval. He always hates it whenever I bring up the subject. A smile curves at the corner of my lips in satisfaction. It's a win-win because I hate it too when he pulls one of his tricks on me.“The two of you take care. Jackson, remember the doctor's words. No lifting heavy loads with your sprained hand.” My mother no

ELIANA A FEW DAYS LATER A groan escapes my lips when the annoying alarm cuts through the quiet air. I reach for the clock on the bedside table and shut it with a little too much force than necessary.I stay in bed for a few seconds before casting the warm blankets away and climbing down the bed. Grabbing a clean towel, I head straight for the bathroom without wasting that much time. When I’m done in the bathrooms, I head back to my room, change into uniforms, grab my backpack and head downstairs…A sweet aroma hits my nostrils as soon asI enter the kitchen, accompanied with soft chatters. My eyes shifted into that one direction and there he is, casually leaning on the kitchen counter like he doesn't care that much about the world while sipping on a bottle of water. His hair is a little messy that it makes me want to run my fingers through it. Which I have done a couple times in the past few days. I gulp when the thought pops in my mind. His face and eyes aren't giving away that mu

ELIANAA frustrated sigh escapes my lips as I turn to my sides on the overly big bed for the thousandth and one time. Heavens, it has never been this hard for me to fall asleep. I have never struggled this much before. Every time I close my eyes and try to fall asleep, all I see is him. His dark blue eyes that seem like he's hiding secrets from me. His hands in my hair. His lips on mine, firm and possessive like he's claiming me. His…A groan escapes my lips and I try to push the thoughts at the very back of my mind. My eyes shift to the digital wall clock, the clock hand dragging by. It's in the middle of the night and I can't help but wonder if the morning will come. The night has never felt this long before. It's like time has slowed down and that's not even helping. Not when the thoughts in my head are too loud.I turn to the other side, close my eyes and try to will myself to sleep but…it's all the same.“Damn it!” I shove the blankets aways, giving up trying. I grab my phone,

ELIANA A thick growl rumbles in his chest upon hearing my words. He kisses that sensitive part that he has come to notice on my neck then sucks on it, and another forbidden moan breaks through my mouth. Why does it feel this good? God, a sin shouldn't feel this good. So good that I don't want him to stop. Not this good that I can't think straight. If a sin tastes this good, I’ll be well off in hell. “You smell so damn good.” He compliments. The knot in my belly tightens just like the last time he praised me. It turns me on. He kisses his way down my neck, on my collarbone then along my right shoulder. He kisses the silk nightdress strap on my shoulder, then drags it down my shoulder with his teeth. “Jax…” I let out a strangle moan as he continues to kiss and suck on my flesh. He shifts to the other side, doing the same, kissing along my shoulder and dragging down the strap with his teeth. The black silk piece of fabric slides down my body, landing on the polished marble floor wi