Walter and I have been staring at the drooping superhero balloons for the past hour, waiting to see which one will hit the floor first. I have five dollars on the Deadpool balloon. He has five dollars on Superman.

Almost all of the helium is used up, and the balloons that Madison brought me four days ago are just about to hit the ground.

“I can’t believe we spent the past hour doing this,” I say, staring at the balloons with unblinking eyes. Every day is more boring than the last. But the nights… fuck, the nights have been amazing.

My sexy doctor has come to visit me every night to give me her tender loving care. It seems to be working like a charm because my back is feeling stronger than ever. I hardly have any pain anymore, and every day it gets better. I’m motivated to heal up so I can show the hot doctor how talented I am when I’m one hundred percent.

“Oh, shit!” we both shout at the same time as the Batman balloon dips down, coming close to touching the ground. It floats back up an inch and just hovers over the floor with the rest of them.

“This is the most boring day of my life,” Walter says, crossing his arms over his chest as he stares at the balloons. He’s looking a little bit better today and even managed to get out of his bed and walk over to my room, but Madison is still having trouble diagnosing him. I know that it’s really starting to get to her. She feels responsible. I tried to tell her that she was the only doctor in the city who gave him the time of day, but I don’t think it helped.

Walter actually got released two days ago, but came right back in a few hours later with the same symptoms as before. Now he’s stuck in here with me.

“Look, look, look,” I say, pointing to the Deadpool balloon that is inching its way down. The door suddenly opens behind me and the wind from it scoops the balloon back into the air.

“Ah, come on,” I say, turning around with an annoyed look on my face that instantly vanishes when I see Madison walk in. She just started her shift, and I’ve been waiting impatiently for her to get here since the second she left last night.

“What are you two doing?” she asks when she sees us staring at the balloons. “Having a ‘who is more stupid’ contest?”

Walter lets out a booming laugh that quickly turns into a coughing fit. His daughter’s wedding is in six days, and if he doesn’t get better soon, he’ll be watching it via Skype in his hospital bed.

“Are you okay?” Madison asks, walking over to him. He nods. “I have your test results here.”

“Inconclusive?” Walter asks as he looks at her.

Madison lets out a sigh as she nods.

“Dammit,” he whispers as he turns back to the balloons. “I’ll never finish that damn arch.”

I’m watching Madison’s face when something dawns on her. “You said that stain you’re using is from the fifties?” she asks.

“I sure did,” Walter says. “It was the same varnish that was used on my pare—”

“Were you working on that arch every time you felt your symptoms and came in?” she asks, interrupting him.

He furrows his brow as he thinks about it. “Yes,” he says with a nod. “I believe I was.”

Madison rushes to the drawers and starts ripping them open in a frenzy until she finds a needle.

“Keep her away from the balloons,” I shout out. “Madison, no. They’re our only entertainment around here.”

She rolls her eyes as she takes the syringe out of the packaging. “Don’t worry,” she says as she walks up to Walter, rolling up the sleeve of his hospital gown. “It’s not for Batman. It’s for him.”

Madison finds a vein and Walter lets out a little whimper when she shoves the needle into his arm and fills it with blood.

“Do you know what the primary ingredient is in your parent’s old varnish?” she asks as she pulls the needle back out.

“Love?” he asks, looking up at her with his eyebrows raised.

“No,” she says, shaking her head. “Lead.”

“Oh,” he says with a frown. “I didn’t think of that.”

“Tell me you were wearing gloves and a respiratory mask.”

Walter just shakes his head.

She smiles. “The longer lead sits in a bottle, the stronger the effects when it comes into contact with a person’s body. So, the bad news is, you most likely have lead poisoning, but the good news is that we can treat it and get you out of here in time for your daughter’s wedding.”

“Really?” he asks with a wide smile on his face.

“I don’t think anyone has ever been so happy to hear that they have lead poisoning,” I say with a laugh.

“I’m not certain,” Madison says, “and I have to test for it, but your symptoms certainly match—the high blood pressure, the damage to the stomach and kidneys, the overall weakness and muscle twitching.”

Her voice is racing, and she looks thrilled that she finally discovered what’s wrong with him.

“I’ll go to the lab now with your blood and have them test it for lead. I’ll get them to rush it,” she says, squeezing her hands into fists. They both look so excited as she leans over and gives him a warm hug.

“Thank you, Madison,” he says. “You’re coming to the wedding, and I won’t take no for an answer.”

She jumps up and squeals in delight. “Okay,” she says, holding the sample of blood to her chest. “I’ll be back as soon as I hear the results.”

She rushes out like a tornado, and we’re back to being two bored guys sitting in an empty room.

“Congratulations on the lead poisoning,” I say, gently punching his shoulder.

“Five words that have never been said in succession in the history of the world,” he says as he turns back to the balloons with a smile on his face.

It’s another seventeen minutes of bored staring before the Captain America balloon touches the ground.

We cheer and give each other a high-five before settling back in our chairs and turning back to the balloons. The room is quiet again.

“Well, that was anti-climactic,” I say with a sigh.

He shrugs. “What did you expect? They’re fucking balloons.”

* * *

I’m lying in bed late at night when my hot doctor comes in. “Did you get the results?” I ask.

Madison’s lips are pinched together in a smile. “It was lead poisoning,” she says, looking thrilled. “Isn’t that great?”

“That he has lead poisoning?” I answer with a laugh. “Not really.”

“You know what I mean,” she says, laughing as she sits on the side of my bed. She’s looking as beautiful as ever in jeans and a gray sweater. Her lab coat is gone, which means she’s finished work, which means that I’m in for a good time.

“So, he’ll be okay?” I ask, trying to focus on the words coming out of her mouth and not on her breasts that are pushing out against her sweater.

“He’ll be okay,” she says, looking relieved. “I started him on a chelation therapy, which should clear him up in a day or two. The damage it did to his body will take longer to recover, and some of it won’t ever heal, but at least he’ll be out of here and will be able to live a normal life again.”

“And go to his daughter’s wedding,” I say. I know Madison is really relieved that Walter will be able to make it after weeks of uncertainty. “Are you going?”

She smiles. “I’m not sure. He was pretty insistent that I go, but I’m not sure how involved I want to be in my patients’ lives.”

“You’re pretty involved in my life,” I say, taking her hand and pulling her to me. She gives in easily, and lays down beside me, taking a deep satisfied breath as I put my arm around her.

“That’s what I’ve been wanting to talk to you about,” she says, looking up at me with her big gray eyes. “You’re going to be out of here in a few days. What is going to happen then?”

“I’m going to take you to the wedding,” I say with a smile. “I’ll be your date. Walter invited me too.”

“Really?” she asks, her eyes lighting up. “And you want to go with me?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” I ask. “I’ll have the hottest girl there on my arm.”

She laughs. “I think you’ve been locked up in this room for too long if you think I’ll be the hottest girl there.”

“I think you need glasses if you think you won’t be.”

She smiles as I lace my fingers with hers and lean in for a kiss. I love kissing this girl. She tastes like candy.

I let out a groan as she shifts her hips, pressing her thigh into my cock that’s already rock hard. Our hands start exploring as I kiss her deeper, claiming her mouth with an urgency that has both of us breathing harder.

I slide my fingers into her hair that’s tied up in a bun and pull it out, turning it into a hot mess.

“We shouldn’t,” she moans as I slide a hand under her shirt and start massaging her breasts. We both know we’re not stopping. She’s too far gone for that. Even as she says the words, her eyes are getting clouded with lust, her breaths are coming out quick and ragged, and she’s reaching for my cock. “We could get caught.”

“That’s what you said last night,” I say with a grin as I pull her bra down. She lets out a whimper as her tits pop out of her bra. “Right before you sucked my cock.”

“Oh, Shane,” she moans as I pull her top up to her neck, revealing her beautiful tits. “What are you doing to me?” She’s already arching her back, tempting me with her perfect pink nipples, which are hard and ready for my mouth. I shift on top of her as she takes her bra off. She whimpers as I slide my arms under her lower back, holding her close as I kiss the side of her breast.

She runs her fingers through my hair as I take my time with each breast, kissing every inch of them before sucking on her nipples. I’m loving the soft noises that she’s making as I roll my tongue across her hard little nubs.

Her legs are spread around me as I kiss a trail down her stomach to her jeans. My hands are still gripping her tits, and they feel so good that I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to let go.

“There are so many things I want to do to you,” I say as I swirl my tongue around her belly button. “I could be here for a year and not get through half of them.”

“Like what,” she says in a throaty moan.

“Tonight, I want to taste you,” I say with my mouth watering as I picture burying my mouth between her legs. “I want to lick your pussy until you come on my tongue.”

She shivers from my words, her legs trembling around me.

“That could be fun,” she whispers as her hips start grinding against me. My cock is so hard. It always is with this girl around.

“Then let’s get started,” I say with a grin as I start unbuckling her belt. Her chest is quickly moving up and down as I tug her jeans and panties down her hips. She lifts her legs so I can take her jeans off, but they only make it to her knees before I’m holding her legs in place and moving back down to her wet pussy.

“Fuck,” I groan as I stare at her glistening lips that are pressed between her closed thighs. I grab a hold of her jeans and keep her legs together, hoisted in the air where I want them as I lean forward and smell her desire.

Her legs tremble and she grabs a fistful of the sheets as I give her hot pussy a slow heavy lick. That’s the only slow lick she gets because once I taste how sweet she is, I fucking devour her. I’m ravenous. Insatiable.

Soft whimpers turn to low cries as I bury my face against her, sucking her clit, thrusting my tongue inside her, and pulling her hips toward me to get as much of her into my mouth as possible.

She’s trying hard to be quiet but she’s not doing a very good job. Her moans are coming out louder and louder, and if it keeps going up at this rate, she’ll be screaming her head off pretty damn soon.

“Come for me, Madison” I growl. “Let this little pussy come on my tongue.”

Her back arches off the bed and her warm pussy pulses against my mouth as an orgasm tears through her. My tongue is lodged deep inside her as she struggles to keep her screams from escaping through her gritted teeth.

“Oh, Shane,” she moans as her legs start trembling. “I need you inside me.”

I grin as I climb up to my knees and finish pulling her jeans off. “Beg me for it.”

Her legs fall back down on either side of me, and I glance down at her spread pussy as she touches herself.

“Please,” she begs as she plays with her little pussy, staring up at me with glossy eyes. “Please fuck me with your hard cock.”

Her eyes widen as I untie the hospital gown that I’m wearing and let it tumble down my body. It gets bunched up on my erection, but the ever-helpful doctor quickly takes it off and throws it to the side.

She’s licking her lips as she grabs my dick and strokes it.

“You want my big dick?” I ask, grinning down at her.

She just nods, never taking her eyes off it. “Yes,” she moans desperately. “Please stick it in.”

I place my palm on her upper chest and gently push her back down to the bed. She whimpers when she has to reluctantly let go of my dick.

“All right,” I say as I grip my shaft and slide the head of my cock up and down her slick folds. “You begged for it. You’re going to get it. I’m going to fuck you hard with this big cock.”

She gasps as I press my thick head to her tight opening. She’s so warm. So wet. She’s so ready for me that I can just slide in with ease.

Her tight pussy squeezes me as I thrust all the way in, pressing my dick in as far as it will go. I hold it in there for an extra second, enjoying the wet warmth surrounding me.

Our eyes connect, and it’s like she’s gripping my soul. I’ve never met a girl who had this kind of effect on me.

I don’t understand it. I can’t explain it. But it’s there.

It’s there, and it’s fucking incredible.

She feels so good that it fucking hurts.

“Is that what my sexy little doctor wanted?” I ask as I slowly slide my cock back out, keeping just the tip in before I thrust back inside her.

She lets out a pleasured gasp and smiles as her eyelids close. “That’s exactly what I wanted,” she moans. She’s grabbing her tits and squeezing them as I thrust in and out of her, harder and harder.

“Tell me you love my dick,” I say, loving the way she gets so into it.

“I love your fucking big dick,” she moans, biting her bottom lip as I drive into her even harder.

I’m still not one hundred percent, so when my back starts aching from this position I pull out of her and sit on my heels. “On your hands and knees,” I order, stroking my dick as I watch her follow my commands.

She gets on her hands and knees in record time and thrusts her ass in the air, tempting me with her beautiful curves.

“That’s my girl,” I whisper as I straighten back up and slide my dick back in. Her whole body shudders as I thrust all the way in with one strong pump.

“Now you’re going to get it,” I say as I squeeze her ass cheeks with my hands.

She grabs onto the bars of the bed for support and looks back at me with a look that says she’s ready and looking forward to it.

Did I mention I love this girl?

I start giving it to her hard and fast, thrusting into her so hard that my balls slap against her clit with every drive of my hips.

Her knuckles turn white as her little moans and cries become a little louder. She’s so fucking hot. I’m staring at her pink little asshole as the bed inches across the room with every thrust.

Madison drops her head into the pillow to muffle her screams as I find a rhythm that’s fast but not too brutal. Her body tightens around me. I can tell she’s close.

I hit her with a deep and powerful thrust that does it. Her body trembles as the orgasm hits her. She stuffs her face back into the pillow and cries out my name in a muffled incoherent sound.

Hearing my name on her lips as she’s coming is my undoing. My balls clench. My arms flex. I squeeze her ass cheeks as I thrust all the way in and let go.

A roar surges up my throat and tries to explode out of my mouth for the entire hospital to hear, but I grit my teeth and swallow it back down.

I’m breathing like I just ran up Mountain Everest when I’m finished.

Madison collapses on the bed in exhaustion, and I’m right there beside her, enjoying the feeling of her warm skin as I pull her into my embrace. She smells like vanilla and sex.

Normally, I’m not the cuddling kind of guy, but with Madison, I can’t get enough of it. I can’t get enough of her.

I kiss her cheek and watch as she smiles warmly, holding my arm against her as tight as it will go.

This can’t end when I leave the hospital. It has to be more than a fling.

I want it to continue. I want her to be the one.

That sounds crazy coming from me, but with this girl in my arms, it also sounds just perfect.