Chapter 10 Outrageously Lightning-fast

• I had to walk a bit further because the door to the hospital bed was quite a distance away from the Presidential Suite's ample space. I had a serious desire to exit this room as soon as possible in the back of my mind. Hugo is here, so much so that I could even hear my own heart racing outrageously lightning-fast. I began to march out the door while attempting to concentrate on getting out of the room as quickly as possible.
• Suddenly, someone from behind grabbed my arm and pulled me back gently. "Excuse me."
• Well, shit.
• I swiftly looked around to see Hugo holding me. I took a quick look at his hand, which was resting on my arm, before turning to look at Hugo's appealing face again. I hesitated to withdraw my hand, and I also wanted to withdraw myself, but his eyes prevented me from doing either. I honestly did not know what to do.
• Oh gosh, my heart can't contain him being this close to me.
• Stop beating so loud.
• He looked at me eagerly and I think he's trying to remember who I am. Is he remembering who I am? I even changed my hair to black, just to change my whole look in case this day would come.
• Oh my God, I wish he doesn't remember me.
• Don't remember me. Do not remember me! Do not freaking remember me! I keep chanting in my head.
• "You look familiar." His words made me as stiff as a board.
• Well, crap.
• As a result of what he said, I noticed that my pupils were dilating, but I soon stopped when I realized that I was making myself appear too shocked. Remember, Miranda, that every day, he interacts with hundreds or thousands of individuals, so you should not be concerned or nowhere near. My heart, however, literally leaps out of my chest when I heard him mention that I look familiar. Before he let go of me, I retracted just a little bit of my arm.
• "I am sorry for grabbing you in that kind of way." He apologized right away, while he placed his hands back into his pockets.
• "It's not a big deal, sir." I answered and I still felt awkward addressing him sir.
• I gazed at my feet and his leather shoes were shiny as fuck that it’s too blinding. I pulled my head back up and stared at Hugo’s luring blue-green eyes which were still glued on mine.
• "Have I seen you somewhere else before?" He asked while furrowing his eyebrows.
• He looked serious and I am sure he meant what he said. Shit, he recognized me. He freaking recognized me!
• I clipped my opened mouth, "W-well…” I cleared my throat as I thought to myself this was the perfect time to let him know about everything, but then, at the same time, this was not the perfect time to do it. I do not know what to do and how to say it. I mean, what should I tell him? “S-Some people always have mistaken me for someone else." I lied while my voice shakes.
• He nodded briefly.
• "Do you want anything sir?" I asked, trying to change the topic.
• "Yes. Right. I do." He snapped himself out of something he was thinking. "Can you watch over my mum for me? I have a lot of paperwork to finish, I need to grab a coffee and I need a nurse to guard her for the night." He asked, nicely, while looking back at his mother before turning his attention back to me. “Can you do that?”
• Can I? I asked myself curiously.
• I grew silent as I thought to myself, “Um, your sister?”
• "And my sister Gladys is still in England.” He answered which made my brows furrowed. “She's on her way here… I think." He added, as if he's reading my mind but he sounded unsure.
• We both fell silent, and I just stared at my trembling hands that I was trying to keep from shaking behind me. I can't stare into his eyes because it would make me feel even more guilty and it would be terribly unsafe for my sanity. Since it will be so uncomfortable for me, I don't really want to spend the entire evening here with him.
• Hugo Saintclare's presence here and his conversation with me only serve to remind me of the wicked morning when I actually caught a glimpse of his entire soft dick dangling in between his thighs. I had prayed to avoid him for the rest of my life, yet here he is, just when I had assumed I wouldn't see him again.
• "I called the nurses' station a while ago and told the head nurse about it but they still haven't sent one here." He continued.
• Making me feel much guiltier.
• "Well.." I can't because my shift is about to end and I wouldn't want to because I do not want to. "I could follow-up with the head nurse about it for you Mr. Saintclare." I said a petty reason just to avoid being in the same room with him.
• I hurriedly moved aside to let someone enter as the door suddenly opened wide. I think I was mistaken when I assumed it was a different Satellite Patrol member. My worst rival in this hospital, Nurse Mara, was there. She began to approach Hugo and I while she was still far away, and she appeared to be very flirtatious. When she got close to where we were, she tucked her hair behind her ears and smiled at Hugo.
• She glared at me evilly and obviously rolled her eyes in my direction before she stared at Hugo. "Good evening Mr. Saintclare." Then she begins to flirt, her expertise.
• "I'm really sorry it took so long for me to come here sir. I'm the nurse that is sent here." Mara smiled.
• She certainly prepared for this. the red cherry lipstick, the painted rose cheeks, and the mascara-coated eyelashes. It is quite obvious. It makes sense why it took her so long to arrive. What was she thinking, really? That she could entice Hugo Saintclare inside a hospital, for crying out loud?
• "I'm nurse Mara." She adds, batting her eyes at him.
• Hugo looked at her sternly and I know how Mara always gets the men she wants, like this. She's a newbie around the hospital, almost working here for a year and she works her way up to the top by fucking anyone just to get a high position. I heard she's eyeing on a certain doctor around here to become a head nurse which sounds pretty annoying and she looks really annoying.
• Talk about a bitch.
• "Well I guess I'll have to get going now, sir." Hugo quickly moved his head to me as soon as I began talking.
• "Good evening and have a goodnight Mr. Saintclare." I added.
• I start leaving the room right away exhaling but I still feel his eyes following me as soon as I leave. Just when I was about to close the door behind me, I heard a voice.
• "Nurse Miranda."
• Hugo called out to me and I felt my back stiffened like a board. I halted and quickly turned around to face him.
• Excited? Hell no.
• Nervous, fuck yes!
• Who doesn’t get nervous being called back by the father of my child who is still unaware about our child and he is actually still contemplating about who I am.
• Fuck.
• "Yes Mr. Saintclare?" I asked and forced a smile on my face.
• Beat… beat…
• Beatbeatbeatbeat...
• Shut up heart.
• Shut up.
• He looks at me very carefully, as if he's looking for some defect from my face. I look fine, just with no make up and all hair placed in a bun. I'm cursing at myself inwardly, hoping that he won't notice or recognize me.
• Please no?
• The sex was seven years ago, freaking seven years ago. I was only seventeen when I met him and he was twenty-three. Maybe he's thinking when and where he could have met or saw me.
• Now I feel Mara looking back at me and Hugo but I try to act as innocent as possible so she doesn’t notice anything suspicious.
• Suddenly, Hugo begins to walk closer to me and in the back of my head, I wanted to leave but my feet aren't pulling me back. I’m stiff and frozen at the same time because of damned eyes. He stands close to me and smiles at me so handsomely that it’s totally so distracting.
• Beatbeatbebeatbeatbeatbeatbeat…
• "I forgot to say thanks." He said to me and paused while his eyes were still glued on my face. “So umm, thank you.”
• I nodded and smiled weakly. “It’s my job sir.”
• Sir. I barked a voice in my head.
• "Nurse Miranda." He said like it was goodbye.
• Take it easy, heart.
• Take it easy and hold your shit together.
• He smiled at me and it was too beautiful to say that I don’t like it. I fucking do.