Chapter 2
Lucy
I sat in the doctor’s lounge right after I assisted with another doctor. My mind was filled with Zen and that heated moment in the storage room. My lips still tingled from the touch of his lips and the places where he touched me still burnt. His hands were so hot that I could barely stand when he touches me.
My heart was beating erratically at the thought of Zen. I’ve never felt this way towards the opposite, the feeling of want. It was truly difficult to control. I didn’t know whether I should push him away or pull him back to kiss me. There was a battle going on inside me and no sides were winning.
I’m going to become a doctor so I could help people which is why I helped Zen back at Fancy Cups. I’ve helped tons of other people but none of them had an effect on me unlike Zen who made me feel like the air around me was burning hot and he was the only person who could cool me down.
I packed my things and put away my white coat as I started making my way home. Might as well head to the deli-store and buy myself dinner then maybe when I get home I could either brush up on my textbooks or read a few medical articles. As I said I was never the one to hang out with friends which would explain my personality around Zen, I’ve never been this close to the opposite sex and his mere presence made me nervous.
As I exited the hospital and walked into the cold night of New York I suddenly felt as if I was being watched. I instantly ignored the feeling, thinking it might be just my imagination. There were still people walking around so I would still be safe. I usually walked to my apartment from here since it would take me less than fifteen minutes to get there.
I finally turned onto the street of my apartment. I gave out a sigh of relief when I knew that I was almost there. Suddenly I heard footsteps coming from behind me, I turned to look to see three men. They weren’t walking straight and one of them was holding what seemed to be a bottle.
Anxiety started brewing inside of me as I quickened my pace. But before I knew it somebody grabbed my wrist as they said disgustingly “Where you going? Let’s have some fun.” I turned to see that the three men caught up to me. Not to mention they reeked of alcohol.
My heart was beating at a fast pace and all I wanted to do was run all the way home. I tried yanking my wrist out of his hand but he had a strong grip. I’ve always played the safest route in life, ever since I’ve met Zen everything suddenly doesn’t feel safe anymore.
The men around me started laughing but it didn’t stop me from trying to get out of their grip. I felt sick to my stomach just thinking about them touching me. Before I could go all brute on them somebody shouted “What do we have here?” it caught everyone’s attention including mine.
I looked behind the three men to see Zen standing there with his hands in his pockets and a smug looking smile. How can he smile in such a situation?
He casually walked over to me as if the three men didn’t exist. I expected Zen to save me but instead he just stood there smiling at me. “If the damsel in distress wants me to save her then she has to say “Zen, please save me.” And I’ll come to your rescue.” he said.
How awful. I just stood there struggling with the man holding tightly onto my wrist. The men who held me chuckled and said “I guess he’s not your hero, he’s just audience.” Smugly as he tightened his grip on my wrist making me shout out in pain. My heart shaking in fear.
Unexpectedly, the man no longer had a grip on me because Zen punched him making him fly to the side. The other two guys stood in a fighting stance, determined to take down my savior. Zen was still in a punching position and his hair covered most of his face. When he turned around to face the other two his face is what you call spine-chilling. His face still looked handsome but his eyes showed a wild beast.
The look in Zen’s eyes were enough to make the other two men stagger but they quickly regained themselves and started charging towards Zen. It was obvious that Zen had the upper hand but the man who carried the bottle broke the bottle in half as he used it as a weapon. Zen didn’t expect this and the side of his shoulder was cut from the bottle making blood soak his jacket.
Zen clutched onto his wound but didn’t stop fighting. Before I even knew it Zen knocked all three men out cold. He turned towards me and smiled smugly as if nothing had happened.
“You should thank me with a kiss.” he spoke. My eyes darted to his wound and even if he wasn’t showing it I knew it was in pain. I walked towards him and grabbed his hand and said “Come with me, I’ll clean you up.”
He was silent on our way towards my apartment. My heart was beating loudly that I swore that everyone around us can hear it. My body was filled with adrenaline from the fight and my heart was nervous because I was bringing Zen to my apartment. Alone with the opposite sex.
When we arrived at my apartment I can tell that Zen was looking around the place. It was a simple apartment with a small kitchen and living room with one bedroom. The place was plain and poorly decorated and the only pictures on display were me graduating high school and college.
I sat Zen on the couch as I told him “I’ll go get the first-aid-kit while you take off your clothes.” I told him. He smirked as he said “If you wanted me to strip then you should’ve told me sooner. I’ll put on a good show for you.” As he gave a wink. I couldn’t help but blush but I made sure to quickly walk away to retrieve the first-aid-kit.
When I came back I froze where I had the perfect view of a shirtless Zen. You wouldn’t expect Zen to have defined muscles with such a lean body but he looked absolutely mouth-watering. I could feel saliva gathering in my mouth and it was hard to swallow as I gawked at Zen.
A scorching desire started growing in my lower abdomen and all of it was pointed at the sexy beast in front of me. I stumbled a bit when Zen noticed that I was staring at him way too long. He smirked once more as he asked “Like what you see?”
I could feel my cheeks burn from his words. He noticed my blushing and he stood up and said “All of this can be yours…” He suddenly winced when he tried to move his injured arm. I was quick to snap out of my hormonal state and was back into doctor mode.
I walked up to him and gently made him sit back on the couch. I sat beside him as I prepared the needed things to patch up his wound, it wasn’t too fatal but I had to stop the bleeding and disinfect it.
Zen’s eyes followed my hands and I tried my best not to tremble. I’ve never been this nervous in treating a patient, I guess I was just nervous for Zen. He winced a bit when I applied disinfectant on his wound, his fist clenched tightly and it seemed like he was about to swing a punch. A frown was itched on his face.
“That hurt.” he growled.
“Sorry but I needed to disinfect it.” I told him.
“I don’t need any of this. I’m actually fine.” he said as he suddenly stood up even when I wasn’t finished putting a bandage on him. This time it was my turn to frown.
“I need to bandage your wound or it would get dirty or open up again.” I tried to sound like a responsible doctor. I didn’t understand when he faced me and unexpectedly smirked. This man sure likes to smirk a lot.
He leaned his face near mine as he whispered “How about we both get dirty and open up something else instead?”
What?
I know that Zen and I had our moments but a question suddenly ran through my mind.
What was I exactly to Zen?