It Was Only Ever Erin

Chapter 7 - Little Mermaid

Erin’s P.O.V

I stepped under the stream of hot water and closed my eyes.

‘I f****d Jason Cavanaugh… I f****d JASON CAVANAUGH!’ had been the only thing running through my head for the last few minutes.

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Jason’s P.O.V

‘I f****d Erin Blanchard… I f****d ERIN BLANCHARD!’ had been the only thing running through my head for the last few minutes.

After I disposed of the condom in the kitchen bin, I made my way through to the bathroom to join Erin in the shower. Steam had already filled the room and as I stepped in behind her, I bit my lip letting my eyes travel down her slender figure. I’d had my fair share of s*x but nothing had ever even come close to s*x with Erin. A cautious part of me had wondered if it would be as good as I’d imagined countless times in my head, but it had been so much better. The sounds of her pleasure, the way she took charge, the look of lust and wonder in her eyes, her skilful movements – things I couldn’t have dreamt up.

She must have sensed me behind her as she turned around and looked up at me. I still can’t quite believe it. I haven’t seen this girl in 5 years and now here she is in front of me, same big brown eyes, same soft features, same inexplicable magnetism. I reached out and gently cupped the face of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

“What?”

“You just… you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” I smiled. Her eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“But… why? I just don’t get it?”

“Get what?”

“I was just, not your type and you were waaay out of my league!”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I was just this little no one and you were… a s*x god! I know how many girls you slept with in high school.”

“What? How?”

“They kept a tally on the wall in the girl’s bathroom… ‘I did Cavanaugh’,” she said with air quotes.

“Well that is both hilarious and disturbing. But babe, whether you choose to believe me or not, as much as I enjoyed all the meaningless s*x with the many, many random girls at high school, the only girl I wanted more than anyone else… was you.”

“… What…?”

“You may have put on a convincing act as a small, quiet nerd, but if anyone had actually gotten to know you like I did, they’d have seen your kick ass attitude, your ability to see and say things for exactly what they are and your smartass little quips. You know you’re the only girl I’ve ever met who can properly make me laugh… and not by doing something stupid.” Erin still looked confused but now had a small smile tugging at her lips. “Not to mention that hot little body of yours,” I smirked sliding my hand down her waist and pulling her in close to me. A moment later she gave a slight start and looked like she had suddenly woken up from a trance. “What?”

“Sorry just, suddenly remembered we’re having this conversation whilst standing in the shower together… completely naked,” she mumbled quickly, blushing hard but laughing all the same.

“Yeah we are,” I winked at her giving her a wolfish grin. I leaned in, nudging her nose with mine until she looked up and our lips met gently, her hands on my chest.

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Erin’s P.O.V

After washing, drying and dressing it was almost 8pm and Jason was sat on the edge of my bed, yawning widely. I had to remind him that he had been shot only 21 hours ago and that he was gonna be exhausted and should get back to bed so that his body could carry on mending itself.

“I haven’t gone to bed at 8pm since I was 5!” he complained.

“Well how apt that you’re acting like a 5-year-old now,” I said rolling my eyes. “Come on, bedtime mister and don’t let me catch you with the light on,” I teased giving him a mock stern glare as I made my way towards the door.

“You’re not staying?” he said with disappointment written all over his face. God it was tempting as hell…

“I’m a rolly sleeper and knowing me I’d either keep you awake all night or whack you right in the shoulder hole.” He nodded slightly then his cheeky grin returned.

“Kiss goodnight?” he asked, c*****g his eyebrow. I dramatically rolled my eyes as if it was such an arduous task and made my way over to him. He pulled me between his legs then took my thigh, pulling my leg over his. Taking the hint, my other leg followed so I was once again straddling his lap. He took my face in his hand as mine one again traced over his bare chest. He slowly brought my lips down to his and it started off slow and gentle, each kiss interspersed with smiles, eye contact and gentle nose nudges.

As the heat began to take over however, the passion and intensity in the kiss grew. Jase held me closer, tighter, our breathing becoming heavier. Taking advantage of our open-mouthed breaths our tongues met in long, rough strokes. Then Jase, completely forgetting about his bullet wound, started to lean back pulling me with him.

“Jase, no no no wait…!!!” As his back hit the mattress he gave a loud groan of pain.

“Oooh yep, forgot about that,” he wheezed out as we both laughed. “You’re clearly too distracting for my own good.” I climbed off him and lifted him back into a sitting position by his good arm.

“Oh no, don’t you blame me for that. Now come on, you really need to get some rest.” Then it suddenly dawned on me, “How are you getting home tomorrow?”

“Ollie’s picking me up around 11,” he said as he got under the covers.

“Okay, I need to be at the hospital for 9am so I’ll wake you up at 8.”

“What! Why?!”

“I need to check the bullet wound and change your dressings before you go. See? Bet you’re grateful for the early night now, huh,” I laughed. He met my cheeky grin with a failed attempt to look annoyed, shaking his head.

“Good night, Erin.”

“Night, Jason.”

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Jason’s P.O.V

“Well, you’ll live Mr Cavanaugh,” Erin grinned as she finished up checking and re-bandaging my shoulder the next morning. I followed her out into the living room as she gathered up all the stuff she needed to take with her for the day. She eventually stopped in front of the front door and turned to look at me. “Right so, don’t forget to change your bandages again in the next couple of days. If anything looks or feels weird then you know where to find me. Don’t forget the exercises I printed out for you are on the dresser, make sure you do them every day but don’t overdo it,” she rabbited on until she ran out of orders and eventually took a deep breath, staring into my face.

“So… back to reality huh?” I said breaking the silence with a sad, humourless smile.

“Yeah, I guess,” she replied, looking equally disheartened.

“Me a sexy, bad-ass drug lord and you a hot, ball breaking medical student with limited and sporadic free time.” She laughed loudly.

“Yep, that just about sums us up.”

“Although that is one of the perks of being… ‘self-employed’,” I smirked using air-quotes. “flexible working hours.” She gave me a long look, a harsh internal battle clearly going on inside her head.

“… Jason… I can’t. I’m sorry, I just can’t be a part of that world…”

“Little Mermaid alternative ending.” She laughed shaking her head. “Look, I get what you mean but I’m not asking you to be.”

“So you’re asking me to walk around with my eyes closed?”

“I’m asking you to separate me from my job. Baby, I only just got you back after 5 years, I don’t wanna to let you go again.” I said as I walked towards her and cupped her face in my hand, stroking her cheek with my thumb. She closed her eyes, bowing her head and giving a deep sigh.

“…This would be so much easier if you were just an accountant.” We both laughed, foreheads touching. I kissed her gently for a long precious moment. “I gotta got to work.” My heart sank as I nodded and took a step back from her to let her go… again. That’s when I noticed the little pick-pocket had my phone in her hand and was dialling a number into it, followed by a vibrating noise coming from her bag. She hung up and handed my phone back to me.

“Text me,” she smiled, and with that she pecked me on the lips and walked out the door.

‘Oh baby you’re gonna be the death of me’