EuropeNovelChapter 188 Victor stopped teasing her when he saw her flustered expression and handed her the IV bag.
He bent down, slid his arms beneath her knees, and effortlessly scooped her up before carrying her straight into the bathroom.
Once inside, he set her down in front of the toilet, then hung the IV bag on the wall hook.
"Thanks," Isadora muttered awkwardly.
Victor double-checked that everything was set up, then straightened up, his tall frcasting a shadow over her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe hesitated, then added, "Could you... step outside for a minute?" Victor looked utterly unbothered, almost amused. "Really? After everything I've seen, you're still shy around me?" Just because he'd seen her body didn't mean she wanted him standing there while she peed! Isadora felt her nerves coil so tight it made her belly cramp.
"Just go, please," she said, her voice tense.
But Victor didn't budge.
Isadora squeezed her eyes shut, her cheeks burning, and blurted out, "I can't go if you're standing there!" Overhead, she heard the low, sexy rumble of his laughter.
Only then did Victor deign to step away, his movements slow and deliberate as he left the room.
Before the bathroom door closed, his teasing voice floated back: "Try not to fall in, all right? I'm not giving you a bath if you do." As if she'd ever let him! Isadora huffed, yanked down her pajama pants, and sat. The relief was almost instantaneous.
Once she'd flushed, Isadora stood on one leg, bent to pull her pants back up- and just then, the bathroom door swung open.
She froze, mortified, pants around her ankles. For a split second, she was just grateful she'd remembered to flush.
Victor strolled in, his movements smooth and unhurried, eyes lingering a shade too long on her bare legs. His gaze darkened.
Wordlessly, he knelt and deftly helped her pull her pants up, his warm fingers brushing her calf. Goosebumps prickled down her skin, and she bristled with a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.
Victor's lips curved into a sly grin. "Don't look atlike that—I'm only human. Are you sure your body can handle my temptation right now?" Isadora scowled. "You're such a creep." He only looked more pleased at her indignation, scooping her up again and carrying her to the sink.
He held her close, resting his chin on her shoulder as the water ran. With gentle efficiency, he lathered up ssoap and helped her wash her hands.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut all Isadora could think about was that infuriating, teasing look on his face when he'd helped her with her pants. She wanted to splash water at him, but she just didn't have the nerve.
Back in her hospital bed at last, Isadora immediately yanked the covers over her entire body, even her head, sending a clear message: I'm going to sleep.
Victor stood beside the bed, one hand in his pocket, glancing at the blanket mound that was Isadora. He scoffed, "What's got you so rattled, Isadora? Can't even look atnow?"
She didn't need to see him to know why he was here he was still m •he wa annoyed she hadn't told him right away about the accident. Petty man.. From under the covers, her voice cout muffled: "Didn't anyone tell you patients need plenty of rest?" In other words, he was disturbing her.
Victor's tone was full of mischief, "I've never seen a patient with this much energy before." Isadora rolled her eyes beneath the covers. If she was energetic, it was only because he was driving her crazy.
Victor reached over and peeled back the blanket, exposing her face. Her dark hair spilled across the white hospital pillow, making her delicate features look even softer-and, in his eyes, even more tempting.
Isadora's cheeks still held the flush of embarrassment from earlier. She kept her eyes closed and muttered, "I don't want to see you right now." Victor's lips curled into a playful smile. He pinched her cheek lightly with his long fingers.
"That's too bad," he murmured. "I haven't gotten my fill of you yet."
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