Let’s continue, shall we, Friday we left off that Max was waiting for the Megan’s family to arrive at the hospital. Remind you Max is alone in the waiting room, thinking back on the night.

He was pissed off when he showed up and her car was still there. He was going into that building, and he could have envisioned himself hauling her over his shoulder as she squirmed in place, her sweet little ass in his face. He could feel himself lean in and bite her if she didn’t control herself. That kiss had changed everything. It meant she still cared. It made her body respond to his touch, his lips. She opened like a wildflower as she arched into him, wanting more. Megan’s body had heated up like an inferno, and he felt her nipples harden as he touched them through her silky bra. that changed everything, and he knew she would be screaming out his name in the end. Thinking what had happened that afternoon in his office.

He looked around the waiting room as more people fill-in, but thinking of her had calmed him a little. Soon the tension ease, and he could feel the air in his lungs again. Not knowing if Megan as okay created an aching feeling in his chest. He hope he had gotten to her in time; her pulse was weak and they had almost lost her in the ambulance. he needed to know for himself that she was going to pull through. Hospital protocol meant that only family members would get information for a patient, but he did make a few calls to make sure she was getting the best care possible, and to have a room ready for her if she needed to stay overnight.

Max Stood at the far end of the waiting room, he took a deep breath and sighed. The sound around him of people murmuring and crying wasn’t helping, but they had each other. The hospital was not where he would like to be right now. It left something to be desired-the plastic chair, the smell of industrial cleaners, the sound of the janitor cleaning the floors, the sound of sirens in the distance, and medics screaming stats as they brought in another patient on a gurney. Max moved his shoulder in a circle motion to release the tightness. never had he felt this buildup of stress before, especially for a woman. He sat down and rested is elbows on his knees as he rubbed his face with both hands. He took another deep breath and combed his fingers through his hair. He moved his head from side to side, trying to crack his neck. He hated not knowing what was happening. Leaving was out of the question, but from this day forward he was going to take Megan into his own hands. She would have security with her; he would do anything in his power to make sure of that. Whoever did this to her would pay.

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