Always Aaron

Chapter 17

I heard him sit on the counter taking off his shirt while I pulled alcoholics wipes and a towel with me. "Turn around. I'll clean the bigger wound first." I instructed watching him jump down and turn so his muscled back was facing me.

I walked forward until my toes were near his heels and crouched down a little bracing one hand on his lower back seeing him tense. "This might hurt." I warned eyeing the red slash. Good thing it was not deep otherwise he may have needed to go to the doctor to get it stitched.

Placing the wipe down it I heard him hiss loudly. "Fuck that hurts."

I continued cleaning it. "Don't be a wussy." I mused cleaning it up with a second wipe.

"Don't be a wussy." He muttered back at me in a high pitched tone.

I pressed it harder into his skin making him yelp. "My hand must've slipped." I smiled cleaning it up. "Alright turn around." He did so with a frown on his face as I stared at the red angry splotch on his abdomen.

I brought out another wipe tearing it with my teeth and pulling out the wipe. I crouched down to inspect the wound. "This is giving me some images." Aaron said in amusement.

"What is-" I frowned at our position and flipped him off before bracing one hand on his abs this time and cleaned up the gash. "How the fuck do you manage to get this? Did you get knifed?"

I felt his muscles shift under my hands. "No. I fell down the stairs while fighting the bastard."

I rolled my eyes. "So you are a klutz."

"No." He drawled. "Just high." I finished with the clean up and proceeded to unwrap the bandage roll. I brought my hands behind his waist taking the roll and bringing it over to his stomach. I wrapped it around twice before reaching for the scissors in an awkward stretch and cutting the excess.

I tied the two loose ends in a knot and tucked it over an overlapping bandage before patting my work and straightening grinning. "I should be a doctor. I'd ace the practicals." I looked up to see Aaron staring at me with an unknown look.

I cleared my throat taking the bandages and locking them neatly into the first aid kit.

I nearly gasped when I felt Aaron pressed behind me. I froze, my hands on the counter as I felt him put his hands on my hips and nuzzle his face in my hair before pushing it back and brushing his lips on my throat. I felt him brush against my skin making me clench my jaw.

"Aaron." I breathed as his lips connected harder on my skin making me bite back a moan. He kissed up to my jaw kissing the sensitive spot there before returning to the space between my shoulder and neck.

His teeth grazed my skin making me suck a sharp breath. "Aaron." I say again so softly it was faint even to me.

"Tell me to stop and I will." He whispered huskily against my skin.

I did not want him to stop. I wanted him to continue and hold me but my mind was a maze. I was yet another girl for him. And I did not want that. Did not want to be used like that.

I turn around my hands bracing on his shoulders as our fronts touch. I push him away with an effort. "We had a play for being in public Aaron. No need to mess with each other behind the scenes. I made a mistake last time which won't happen again. Plus you are high." I said straightening and composing myself before placing the first aid kit and walked away.