“I already told Justice no. I’d never do that anyway.” Ellie frowned at him.
“You don’t like me telling you what to do.”
She shrugged. “I know it’s because you are worried about me and you have reason for it since you were shot twice the last time we were in front of reporters.”
Fury relaxed on the bed. “Thank you.” His tone roughened.
“It’s time to change your bandages and give you your medications,” Belinda said as she walked into the bedroom carrying her medical bag.
Annoyance rolled through Ellie. She made a face at Fury to show him her thoughts but then stood. “I think I’ll go take a shower.”
“Hurry back.”
Ellie shot a dirty look at the nurse as she walked into the bathroom. Belinda ignored the fact Ellie existed. It had been that way since Fury had yelled at the nurse. No one had walked into their bedroom again once the door closed though. Ellie stripped out of her clothes and adjusted the water. She was tired and it had been a long day at work.
A loud sigh passed her lips when she stepped under the hot spray of water. She closed her eyes, tried to relax and just enjoy the moment.
Her mind drifted to work, though, immediately. One of the human security guards had done a walkthrough of the dorm and had surprised one of the small New Species women. She’d had a screaming fit the second she’d encountered him inside the kitchen.
It had taken Ellie an hour to calm the woman. Afterward, Ellie had to make phone calls to the security office, to Darren Artino, and to Justice. She had requested that no male security guards be allowed in the dorms unless an emergency took place until the new group of women adjusted to being around men. It had been an ordeal to get security to agree but Ellie had won that battle with Justice’s help. To make it worse, she had come home to face Nurse Bitch and all the stress that came with her.
The bathroom door suddenly jerked open. The door hit the wall so hard Ellie jumped. She grabbed for the shower door and yanked it open. Fury stood inside the room, anger darkening his features. Ellie grabbed for a towel and then flinched, pain shooting through her hand, and looked down. She saw a scratch from hitting the top of the corner of the metal, it had sliced her palm slightly. Blood rose up but she ignored it. It was tiny and her concern fixed on Fury.
“What is it? What’s wrong?”
Fury slammed the bathroom door closed, sealing them inside together. “That woman has to leave!”
Ellie wrapped the towel around her body and stepped out of the shower. Water dripped everywhere but she ignored it. “Nurse Bitch? You’re preaching to the choir.”
“That one, yes!” Fury trembled and had paled as he stared at Ellie. “I did not kiss her. She grabbed me and put her lips on mine. She tried to push her tongue inside my mouth.” He snarled. “I shoved her off me and she started to undress.” He snarled, enraged. “I came in here. I want her out of my house.”
Now Ellie was angrier than Fury. “She kissed you?”
“She gave me a shot and changed my bandage. She suddenly tried to kiss me when she threw herself on my lap. Get her out of here or I will hurt her, Ellie.”
“Stand in line.”
Ellie dropped her towel and yanked her nightgown off the hook by the door. She didn’t want to take the time to go in the other room to get fresh clothes and she didn’t want to put her dirty ones back on. She studied Fury, taking note of his tense features. He watched her silently.
“I’ll take care of it.”
“I did not flirt with her to provoke that.”
Ellie nodded. “I believe you.”
Fury suddenly grabbed Ellie as she tried to storm past him. He pulled her into his arms and cupped her face. “Kiss me.”
“Let me take care of her first.”
“Kiss me,” he snarled. “I have her scent on me and I can’t stand it.”
Understanding dawned. She knew how sensitive Fury’s sense of smell could be and he liked her scent a hell of a lot, always rubbing against her just to get it on his clothes. It was a little strange but great to know he wanted to smell her wherever he went.
She turned into his arms and kissed him. She rubbed her body against his. He didn’t seem to care that she was damp and it seeped through her nightgown to his clothes. She ran her hands along his face and neck. She made sure to rub anywhere that she thought Belinda might have grabbed him.
Her feet left the floor and the wall pressed against her back suddenly. Fury’s hands slid down to her hips. He lifted her higher, spreading her legs, until they were wrapped around his waist. Reality intruded and Ellie struggled inside Fury’s arms. She released his face and let her legs drop.
She tore her mouth from his. She instantly saw a smear of blood on his jaw and cheek from her forgotten injury. “Let me go. I bled on you.”
Fury instantly looked worried. “You’re bleeding? Are you hurt? I was too distracted to notice and was trying not to inhale that woman’s scent clinging to me.”
She blushed. “I just scratched my hand on the shower door. I guess I caught a rough edge. I just need a bandage and then I’ll deal with Belinda. I also have PMS so she’s going to be sorry she screwed with you today.”
