Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
This was just medical care. Just help.
That’s all.
“I’m going to undress you,” I said-more to myself than to him.
Then, without waiting for his response, I slipped my fingers under the fabric and started to lift.
*Olivia*
My hands began to tremble as I tugged at the knot on his bathrobe. However, the moment my fingertips brushed against his chest to push the robe from his shoulders, an electric current shot up my body.
It radiated through me, spreading through Yve and hitting me right down to my toes.
Yes, I want more, Yve howled inside me. Touch him again.
I bit down hard on my lower lip to keep her in check. That’s not happening. Get it together.
But even as I told her off, my hand moved of its own accord, reaching out to his chest again.
“What exactly are you trying to do, Olivia?”
It felt like someone dumped a large bucket of ice water over my head. I jerked my hands back as if his skin had burned me, his robe dropping lower to reveal more of his muscled torso.
“I… I was just…” I stammered. “I’m trying to change your dressings like you asked. I need to apply more salve, but your robe is in the way.”
To my surprise, Alexander chuckled softly. “Easy there. Keep your voice down. No need to get so worked up.”
His words had the opposite effect. I was sure my entire face was bright red in embarrassment.
Desperate to retain some semblance of dignity and composure, I circled around behind him. Alexander didn’t have to see the embarrassment written all over my face.
I forced myself to focus on the task of taking off his robe rather than how his shoulders complemented a narrow waist. It’s just a simple bandage. I’ll be done in no time, I said to myself as I laid out all the medical supplies I needed.
“You know, I have to ask…” Alexander began. He twisted his head slightly so I could see the smile forming on his lips. “Are you trying to pounce on me from the back there, Olivia?”
I gritted my teeth, choosing to ignore him.
My fingers found the neckline of his robe, and I carefully pushed the thick fabric down his arms until it pooled around his waist. It revealed a large muscular back, broad shoulders and a spectacular pelvic bone.
What a feast for the eyes, Yve purred appreciatively.
I had to agree, even though I’d never admit it out loud. His physique was truly a sight to behold. But again, I couldn’t entertain such thoughts.
The bed dipped as I knelt beside him. I got to work immediately, unwrapping the old bandage around his waist. I cleared my throat every time I had to wrap my arms around him to get to the bandage, but thankfully Alexander didn’t make any more comments.
He just let me work.
The wound was already healing, but it still needed some care. I dipped a cotton swab into the ointment. “This might sting.”
Alexander nodded. I applied it carefully and watched as it dissolved into the wound. However, it was wet and sticky, stubbornly refusing to dry properly.
Without thinking, I leaned closer and blew softly across the area. The moment my lips parted, Yve went absolutely wild.
That was when I realized what I’d done.
Alexander’s entire body went stiff. I watched as the muscles across his back followed suit, shifting into a tense posture. For a split second, I thought he was in pain, but when he said nothing,
I continued.
I reached for a fresh bandage and prepared to wrap the treated wound. I began leaning forward, about to place the bandage over the wound, when Alexander spoke.
“Stop.”
I froze, bandage hanging loosely inches away from his skin.
“I can handle the rest myself” The initial amusement in his tone was gone. His voice was low, rough, cold even. ?ve sensed that his breathing had changed, growing sharper by every lift of his chest. “You can go.””
I frowned. I was terribly confused. What did I do wrong? I’d been so gentle with his wound. I replayed each moment, trying to figure out the misstep that caused this sudden change.
However, the more I thought about it, the more irritated I felt.
I came all the way here to help him at this hour, and he was treating me like I’d done something wrong.
Alexander seemed to sense my irritation because his posture softened slightly. He turned his head to look at me.
“Go to the kitchen.” He’d also abandoned the edge in his voice.
“Get me something to eat.
I slid off the bed as instructed, with more force than was necessary.
But as I tried to stand, a sharp pain shot through my legs. My knees felt completely numb, and the moment I put my full weight on my feet, they simply refused to hold me up.
The floor met my knees with horrifying speed.
*Olivia*
“Olivia?” Alexander asked. His voice went up an octave, indicating pure shock. “Are you… are you trying to ask for a raise?”
Heat spread through my cheek once again as I realized that my current position looked like I’d dropped to my knees to beg for something. all I
“My knees… it’s completely numb,” I said through gritted teeth. I didn’t have to look at him to tell that he didn’t believe me, wanted was to disappear from that room.
I pressed my palms against the floor and pushed myself up. As I stood, I began massaging my knees, projecting the rage I felt onto the movements of my hands.
The laugh that bubbled up behind me infuriated me even more, and I poured it out on my knees. Even as I stalked toward the kitchen, I could still hear him laughing. I yanked the refrigerator door open with more force than was necessary.
Another innocent thing I’d transferred my aggression on.
It was him. He managed to get under my skin at the most inopportune times. And it wasn’t just the things he said, it was the way he said it. It drove me crazy. And because he was my
I eyed the contents of the refrigerator. I wasn’t in the mood to prepare anything extravagant. My eyes landed on a can of tomato soup. That would have to do.
I grabbed it, ripped it open and dumped it into a pot. Steam rose in an instant, and I stirred as the smell of tomatoes and herbs filled the air. The scent was so overwhelming, that I had to step out of the kitchen for a bit to get some fresh air.
When I rounded the corner, I saw Alexander coming through the living room, bringing the scent of the ointment with him.
“Oh… you want to eat in here?”
He didn’t even look at me. We walked casually and settled into one of the chairs at the dining table. “Kitchen, Olivia.”
I turned on my heel and stomped back to the kitchen.
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