Insufferable Proximity 2 (35 page)

Julian and Heaven had so much sex they could no longer move. Muscles they’d never felt before were now strained. They lay naked and exhausted on the bed, as still as stone.

“We should probably eat something,” Heaven suggested, although she didn’t have the strength to call room service.

“I don’t have the energy,” Julian moaned when he heard his phone ring.

By the fifth ring, Heaven turned to Julian, “Maybe it’s an emergency.”

“I doubt it,” he said as he drew the strength to sit up and grab his phone. He wasn’t sure if it hurt more to sit up than it did to remove his arm from Heaven’s warm skin.

“You never know,” she said with a shiver; she was cold now that he’d moved away.

“Yeah?” he barked into the receiver. “What? You’re here now? Damn. All right, I’ll be down.”

“Who was that?”

“Alex and Leister, they’re downstairs at the bar. They came to congratulate me.”

“Should I get dressed?” she asked as she wrapped the sheet around her.

“Hell no,” he pulled the sheet back down. “I’m not letting them up here.”

“Good,” she lay back down.

“Damn,” Julian groaned as he watched her. He hurried and dressed; the quicker he got down there, the quicker he could get back.

“Hurry,” Heaven said as he bent to kiss her.

“I will,” he kissed her again and continued with a sly grin. “Don’t move and don’t get dressed; I don’t want you to do anything until I get back. Don’t even get off the bed.”

Julian hurried down to the bar to see his friends waiting for him.

“Congratulations, man!” Leister raised his glass as he patted Julian on the back.

“The King of Kink is settling down; I can’t believe it.” Lincoln embraced Julian and patted him on the back.

“I knew this was coming,” Alex hugged his friend. “Congratulations, you’re a lucky man.”

“Get us a table,” Julian told one of the staff members.

“Right over here, sir,” the woman said with a smile.

“Damn you look good in that uniform,” Lincoln smiled at the waitress as they followed behind her.

“Where’s Aries?” Julian asked as he sat down.

“He’s still on that business trip; he’s not due back for another month,” Alex answered.

“I still can’t believe you’re getting married.” Leister was shocked beyond words.             

Alex grinned. “You’ve seen Sevigne; you shouldn’t be shocked.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t invite us to the engagement party,” Lincoln whined.

“Correction, he didn’t invite you; he invited the rest of us,” Alex corrected him.

“You guys went without me?” Lincoln’s eyes grew wide.

“Of course we did,” Alex said. “Aries couldn’t go because of work.”

Julian took a drink of his cognac. “It wasn’t your type of party.”

“No sex?” Lincoln still couldn’t believe it.

“No,” Julian felt disgust at the thought. He felt disgust that he was still perceived that way.

“Let us throw you one last kink fest,” Leister suggested, although he already knew that Julian would decline.

“Yeah right,” Alex shook his head.

“It’s your last chance to be a smut, let’s go hard.” Lincoln became overexcited at the thought. “You can go out with a bang.”

“No.” Julian shook his head, not the least bit interested.

“You don’t want the kinkiest sex of your life before you get married?” Lincoln was aghast.

“Trust me; I will be having the kinkiest sex of my life before I get married. But, I’ll be having it with my fiancée,” Julian stated.

“Damn, are we invited?” Lincoln joked, but the look on Julian’s face cut him short.

“That’s not funny,” Julian glared at him.

“That was wrong,” Alex looked at Lincoln in disgust.

Lincoln hung his head for a moment. “I was just kidding, King. Sorry, man.”

“You know better than that,” Leister scowled at Lincoln. “Just one last party, King? We can’t talk you into it?” Leister tried one last time.

“No, I’m done with that shit. I’ve got what I want.” He drained his drink and stood up. “Matter of fact, I’m going back now.” They kept mentioning Heaven, and he kept thinking about her. He couldn’t wait to get back to their room.

“Come on, King; don’t leave yet,” Lincoln pleaded.

“Just one more drink, man,” Leister pleaded.

“You saw the girl I’m getting ready to marry. Why would I want to have a drink with you when I can have one with her? I’m out of here,” Julian finished before he turned and left.

“I have to agree with him. I’d rather be with my wife than you,” Alex agreed as he rose from the table.

***

“Only you would have a back-to-back engagement party and wedding,” Jade laughed.

“I wish you could have been here for the engagement party.”

“I know…I feel terrible. I was thinking about coming a little early so we could celebrate. I know bachelorette parties aren’t your thing, so I figured we could do a party at your mom’s. She would
love
that.”

“Yes, she would. Hmm, I never thought about having a bachelorette party,” Heaven pondered the idea for a moment.

“I would love to throw you one; you should think about it.”

“Maybe.”

***

Julian walked into the room to see Heaven half-naked on the bed. He was happy that he’d cut that conversation with his friends short.

“I just talked to Jade,” Heaven beamed with excitement.

“How is she doing?” he asked as he walked towards her.

“She’s coming early for the wedding.” Heaven smiled. “She wants to throw a bachelorette party.”

“No,” he shook his head as he sat on the bed.

“What do you mean by no?”

“I mean no. Bachelorette means single, and you’re not single. You’re not a bachelorette. As far as I’m concerned, you’re a married woman.”

“I’m having one.” She stood up and put on her shirt, ready to go into verbal battle.

“Take that back off,” he demanded.

“I’m having a bachelorette party, end of conversation.”

“No, you’re not.” He stood up and walked over to her.

“Yes, I am.”

“Then I’m going too,” he said as he slid his hand up her chest.

“Why would you want to go to a bachelorette party?”

“I know what goes on at bachelorette parties. You’re not having one without me.” He pulled her tube top below her breasts. When he bent to kiss the side of her neck, she nuzzled her face against the side of his.

“Then you can’t have a bachelor party without me either.” She kissed the side of his face before he pulled back to look at her.

“I’m not having a bachelor party at all; I’m not a bachelor.”

She smiled. “Fine…I won’t have a bachelorette party. But you have to promise to bake me a cake and wear one of those service uniforms while giving me a lap dance.”

“I draw the line with the lap dance and the uniform. But I will get you a cake. I promise to spread that cake over every inch of your body, and I promise to remove it all with my mouth. I also promise to fuck you until you see stars.”

“It’s a deal,” she whispered before their lips locked.

***

“Let’s skip work Monday,” Julian suggested as he pulled her closer.

“No, I promised Susan I would be there when she went on the stand.”

“What? No, that’s too much; you already helped her,” he pulled back to look at her.

“I’m going to be there for moral support…I promised her.”

“I have an awful feeling about this,” he warned her.

“It’s perfectly fine. What could possibly go wrong?” she kissed his forehead as she pulled him closer.

***

Gavin lay in the hospital bed with only one arm cuffed to the rail. His injured arm was free, and although it was still sore, he would use the free limb to his advantage. He had been acting comatose for the past few days and the staff had become even more relaxed around him. No one would suspect what he was about to do. He was the soft-spoken, well-mannered prisoner who had risked his own life to save a guard’s life.

Gavin closed his eyes as he heard the nurse come into the room. She checked his vitals every morning before the doctor came in. She was a rather large woman, with a big jovial smile and a head full of long hair. Although she seemed sweet, she was negligent. She spent too much time talking to notice the things going on around her. She also liked to gossip with her fellow nurse. Gavin learned a lot of personal information that would come in handy.

Gavin had overheard them talking, and found out that his main nurse had got into trouble for keeping too many personal items in her desk. The rule was for the staff to keep everything in their locker. The nurse also said that after her write-up, she’d put everything in her locker, except for her car keys. She kept stressing to her co-worker that she didn’t trust leaving her keys in her locker. There had been a car stolen from the prison parking lot by a scorned ex-employee, and she refused to take that chance with her new car.

That was just what Gavin needed to know.

He waited until the nurse bent over him, and with the speed of light, he grabbed her. He snaked his free arm around her neck and held his hand over her mouth.

“Listen to me and listen to me good. If you make one sound, I
will
kill you. I have nothing to lose,” Gavin whispered convincingly. The nurse immediately complied; she went limp as if she had been trained not to resist. “Now, uncuff me.”

The nurse tried to talk, and Gavin moved his hand enough to hear her.

“The keys are in my pocket, I can’t reach them,” the nurse whispered.

He grabbed her by the hair with his cuffed hand while he fished around in her pocket for the keys. He quickly grabbed them and handed them to her.

“If you want to make it out of here alive, you
will
help me,” he threatened.

“I understand…I want to live,” she nodded as she took the keys and immediately unlocked the cuff chained to the bed.

“I’ll need your car keys.”

“They’re locked in my desk, but this is the key.” She held up the tiny key with the red label.

“What’s the safest route out of here?”

“Once you leave the hospital area, there is a long hall. At the end of the hall is the old staff entrance. No one uses that old entrance now that they opened the new wing.”

“Thank you.”

“Will I get my car back after you’re done with it?” she asked.

“You’re not going to need it.” His smile was sinister and sent a chill down the nurse’s spine.

She began to cry. “You said you weren’t going to kill me.”

“Word of advice—you should never trust a murderer when he says that he’s not going to murder you.” He grinned sadistically.

“Please don’t kill me,” were the nurse’s last words.

Gavin jerked her head all the way to the right a few times until it finally snapped. He took the metal key ring out of her hand before he went back into her pocket. He had felt a pack of cigarettes when he had reached in to retrieve the keys. Cigarettes usually meant that a lighter was close by. Always the opportunist, he smiled broadly when he pulled the lighter from the pack of cigarettes. He set it to the side as he quickly undressed. He then stripped the nurse and put his prison suit on her, and then proceeded to put the nurse’s uniform on.

He walked over to the cabinets and found the master key to unlock them. First thing he grabbed was a pair of scissors and tape. He quickly went back to the nurse, cut off her long dark hair at the root and quickly taped it to his head. He put the large nurse’s cap on his head to cover the tape. He glanced at himself in the mirror and smiled. The nurse’s long hair covered his features and her baggy uniform concealed his masculine frame.

He then rushed back to the cabinets to grab the bottle of pain pills and every flammable fluid he could find. He dumped the flammable contents over the nurse and all around the room. He lit several cigarettes and left them near anything that was combustible, and then lit one last cigarette as he headed towards the door. He dropped the lit cigarette and waited for it to spark before he left.

He left his room and immediately went to the nurse’s desk. He unlocked it, grabbed her car keys, and a twenty-dollar bill that was there. He headed out of the room and into the medical unit, seeing the main doctor when he entered the room.

“No, I just came to pick up my other set of keys, I left them here. No, I’m not on the clock; I’m not supposed to be here. Did you forget I’m on vacation for the next month? I don’t care; you can do it on your own,” the doctor argued on the phone.

Gavin scanned his surroundings for a weapon to kill the doctor with. He was desperate at this point. If he were caught trying to escape after murdering the nurse, he would never get another opportunity to escape. They would lock him in solitary confinement and closely monitor him. It wasn’t until he grabbed the letter opener on the nearest table that he realized the doctor hadn’t even noticed him. He seemed to be on an important phone call and was not paying any attention to Gavin.