The Toxic Doctor

Holy s**t

I went to the nurse's station and found Nurse Jenkins looking like a little mouse nibbling on a chocolate cookie; she smiled as she saw me...

"How may I help you" she asked politely

"I'm Nicole Lyons, I fainted this morning and was brought here, I would really love to know if I can go home now"

She knitted her eyebrows as if trying to remember who I was.

"Dr. King, room 203, you checked my vitals" I told her trying to jog her memory.

"Oh yes dear, I remember you now... go back to the room I'll be with you in a minute" she said looking over her glasses at me.

I hurriedly walked back to the room, I was careful not to run into Dr. King again, I needed to remain calm and I couldn't risk my heart beating 200 beats per minute at the sight of him.

The nurse came and checked me, everything was normal and I signed the discharge papers. I decided to let my family know that I was leaving so I peeped up and down the hall and when the coast was clear I made a dash to Kimone's room. In my haste I accidentally flung the door open startling both Kyle and my mom.

"Good heavens child, are you trying to give me a heart attack?" She asked while holding her chest

"Who are you running from?" Kyle asked

"Nobody" I answered dismissively

"You're running from Dr. King Aren't ya?”  Kyle asked while laughing at me.

"I came to tell y'all that I'm going home, I am exhausted and in need of sleep I told them hoping it'll change the subject.

"Okay dear" my mom said and gave me a hug

Kyle followed and gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek. I walked over to Kimone's bed and gave her kiss on her forehead

"I love you so much, please come back to us" I whispered and I left for home.

The Uber came within five minutes and I was really grateful that I didn't have to endure a long wait.

"Can you drive by Ecklebird Street please, there’s something that I need to see" I said to the driver as I buckled my seatbelt.

"No ma'am, that road is blocked, there was a major accident in that area this morning and they're fixing the damages"

"My friend was in that accident" I whispered.

"Oh wow, I'm sorry to hear that ma'am, is she alright?" He asked sympathetically

"I don’t know.... I really don’t know" I said fighting back my tears.

"I'm sorry ma'am"

"Its okay, just take me home safely" I told him and as soon as I arrived home, I kicked off my slippers, dashed upstairs and went straight to sleep.

I awoke in complete darkness; it took a minute for my eyes to adjust and for me to realize where I was. I stretched to turn on my bedside lamp and I glimpsed at the clock beside me, it was 9:00pm!

That meant I slept for 5 hours, wow I was so exhausted. I sat up and looked around for my phone, then I remembered the last time I saw it was when I received that dreadful phone call. I headed downstairs turning the lights on as I went along. My phone was exactly where I left it this morning, on the kitchen table.

I sighed as I remembered the day's events and I immediately felt the need for a hot bath. I grabbed the phone and checked my messages, there were several missed calls from an unsaved number but I decided I would find out who it was later when I got settled and so I went back upstairs, placed my phone on the bed and headed in the shower.

In the shower, the warm water worked its magic on my body and it felt heavenly making me wish it could wash away all that happened today except one thing or I should say, one person ....

The perfect man Dr. King.

His face, his eyes, his voice... wow, everything about him began to pop in my mind and there was a tingling in my stomach that made me touch myself. Damn, even the thought of him affected me in ways I couldn't understand. While pleasuring myself I imagined that it was his hands touching me in my most intimate areas and in less than five minutes I exploded on my own fingers.

"Wow, that was quick, looks like I have a new record" I said to myself feeling slightly ashamed.

After my 'quick fix' I washed my hair, lathered my body in my favorite cherry blossom body wash, brushed my teeth and got out the shower.

Quickly fixing my hair and putting on my favorite sleep shirt, it was a Manchester United Jersey that I had received as a gift while in college. Even though it was old and had a few tears and holes here and there, I loved it nonetheless.

Revived and not sleepy, I decided to read something until I was ready for bed. 'What should I pick'? I thought to myself as I went over to my book collection. I was about to choose a book when I heard the doorbell. I paused, "now who could that be at this time of the night" and my thoughts were instantly on my mother

'Ding Dong' the doorbell rang again

'I'm coming' I said as I ran towards the door a little too quickly and stubbed my foot on a chair...

"Oh damn it" I yelped in pain.

"Ding Dong" the doorbell rang again

"Hold on.... I'm right here...... hey Mom what are you..........." I  froze because the person who stood in front of me wasn't my mom, It was Dr. King.

"Holy s**t!!"

I pinched myself 3 times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. He was here, on my doorsteps at my apartment.

"Good Night Nicole” he said in a low voice

I stood there like a big log looking at him in disbelief.

"It’s usually polite to respond when someone sends you a greeting" he said with a smile.

" G-g-good Ummmm, G-g-good night" I stammered.

"Well, can I come in?" He asked

And without thinking I responded,

"Sure"

I stepped back and he came inside.

I was bolting the door when it dawned on me what it was that I had done, I invited this man into my house and I was only wearing my sleeping shirt and underwear... what the hell is wrong with me? I thought to myself, what was I going to do? How would I get out of this?. It was too late to back out now. I sighed.

"Okay, you're a big girl you can do this, what's the worse that could happen" I whispered to myself.

"What do you want?" I asked sternly as I turned to see him sitting on the couch and staring at me.

"A beer would be nice" he said

I went for the beer and handed it to him, surprised that he used his teeth as an opener and took two big gulps of the liquid.

"Come sit beside me" he said while patting the couch.

"Why? Why are you here Dr. King?

"My name is Alando" he cut in "and as I told you today Nicole, I wont bite" he said and licked his lips.

I suddenly felt thirsty so I went and got myself a glass of water, came back and sat across from him, placing a cushion in my lap as I tried to focus on other things but I could not take my eyes off him.

The way his white V neck T-shirt clung to his body while showing his tattoos and muscled arms, it was clear that he exercised regularly. I looked at his fingers as he held the bottle; they were long, clean and a bit thick. I remembered thinking about them during my 'quick fix' in the bathroom earlier and my v****a suddenly became moist at the memory. I closed my eyes and sucked in a sharp breath....

"Are you okay" he asked

"Yes, I'm fine" I replied quickly and went back to the kitchen to get some more water.

I was about to turn around when the hairs on my arms stood up so I knew he was behind me. Knowing that he was do close made it hard for me to even breathe. I needed to get some distance between us.

"Dr. King, Ummm.... Alando please go back to the couch, you're too close for comfort right now" I said honestly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to overwhelm you" he said softly and went back to the living room.

I took a deep breath and returned to where I was sitting and watched while he took sips of his beer two minutes at a time.

"Are you a Manchester United fan?" he asked breaking the silence between us.

"Yep... They're the best team in England!!" I answered proudly

"Good girl” he replied with a chuckle.

"Are they your favorite too?"

He nodded......

"The best team in England” he repeated as he gave me slight smile.

"Why are you here Dr. King?"

"I'm here for you Nicole; I wanna get to know you, every detail." The seriousness was strong in his voice.

"What makes you think that I would want you to?" I asked as I glared at him.

He chuckled.

"I know you do, all that assertiveness is really nice but your body tells me everything I need to know."

"You don’t know s**t!" I snapped at him.

He then got up from his seat and came and stood in front of me and I felt like  my heart  was now on my tongue.