There’s a long pause.
I’m staring deep into her eyes through the window. I can partly see my reflection in the window, overlaid onto her face. I look sad, desperate, but sure of what I want. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life before.
I need her. I don’t just want her. I can’t go on without her.
Mia keeps looking at me, deep into my eyes. I feel like her gaze is piercing my soul.
My heart skips a beat as Mia reaches the window and unlocks it. She pulls the window up.
I’m suddenly much closer to her. There’s nothing between us. There’s no glass, nothing but the screen, which I lift up.
“OK,” Mia says, starting to say something longer.
But I cut her off and lean in to kiss her.
But I pause.
“Wait,” I say. “Let’s try the drops first. You’re already exposed to more allergens this way. Kissing me would certainly expose you to something much worse.”
“You’ve been eating something foul?” says Mia. “A lot of garlic or something?”
I chuckle. “Just the normal.”
“Here,” says Mia. “If you’re waiting for a formal invitation into my room, here it is: please join me in my little bubble.”
“Why thank you, lady,” I say, suddenly realizing again that I’m hanging rather precariously off the side of her house.
“Here, could you take this?” I say, handing her my cell phone.
“Sure,” says Mia.
She watches as I climb through the window.
Once inside, I close the window behind me.
“So if I’m right,” I say. “We still don’t have long before your attack starts again. The methylene blue has been out of your system for a long time and I don’t think we have very long before another attack comes along…”
“You’re right,” says Mia. “It doesn’t normally take long. You have some with you, I hope?”
“Of course,” I say, winking at her. “I had a feeling that your parents had taken it away.”
“I think the hospital wanted it,” says Mia.
“Oh,” I say, shrugging. “Yeah, that makes sense. They’re trying to build a solid legal case or something against me.”
“Are you going to be OK?”
“Sure,” I say. “I’m not worried about it. I mean, they can take my license from me if they really want. But I know that all along I’ve been trying to do the right thing even if I’m a little unorthodox in my methods.”
“You can say that again,” says Mia, taking a look at the little bottle of blue liquid that I pull out of my pocket.
“Are you OK?” I say, looking at her more closely.
“Why? Is something wrong?”
“Your face is getting red,” I say slowly. “It must have been the allergens introduced from opening the window…”
“No shit,” she says.
She looks horribly worried.
“I don’t want to go back to the hospital,” she says.
“I don’t want you to have to go back there either.”
“But I have to… Or I could die…”
“I don’t want you to have to stay in this room forever,” I say. “Here, take one of these… It’s going to help. Just a little drop of this bitter blue liquid…”
“I’m starting to feel it,” she says. “My throat… it’s closing up.”
Chapter 19
Mia
Oh shit. It’s happening again.
Liam’s next to me.
His body is comforting, just feeling him near me.
He pulls the dropper from the bottle and holds it out for me. A drop falls accidentally onto the carpet.
“Shit,” he says. “That’s never going to come out. This stuff stains.”
It’s a beige white carpet, and the stain is a deep blue. But I don’t care about that right now.
So much is riding on this.
I make a snap decision to just try it. I hold out my tongue and Liam drops the liquid onto it.
The taste somehow seems more bitter than before. I almost gag.
“It’s OK,” says Liam, putting his strong hand on my back. “Everything’s going to be OK.”
“Let me just sit down. I need to sit down.”
I’m not sure at this point which part of the reaction is anxiety and which part is the crazy allergies.
Five minutes go by, the two of us sitting on my bed, side by side, with Liam’s strong arm around me, holding me close to him.
Nothing happens. My throat feels about the same.
By this point, normally I’d be having trouble breathing.
Ten minutes go by.
I still haven’t passed out. I’m still not dead.
“I think it worked,” I say, looking up and smiling at Liam.
Relief washes over me.
Liam smiles at me. “I think it did too,” he says. “But let’s just make sure.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think I should take you to the hospital anyway, just in case something happens. Opening the window exposed you to all sorts of allergens. I want you to take this methylene blue with you. Put the little bottle in your pocket and don’t let them take it away from you.”
“That doesn’t sound like you,” I say. “I thought you’d want to fuck me again.”
Liam grins at me. “I do,” he says. “I really do. But I want to do the responsible thing for once, and take you with me to the hospital. I want to make sure, beyond all doubt, that you’ll be completely safe.”
“OK,” I say.
“Should we go back out the window?” says Liam.
I laugh. “Are you serious? I’d break my neck.”
“I was joking,” says Liam.
“Hell of a time to joke. Come on, we’ll go down the normal way. Just stay quiet.”
“Yeah,” says Liam. “It’d be better not to get your parents involved in this one.”
It’s a strange sensation, pushing my way through the double plastic that guards my door from germs. It’s strange, leaving the room like this… even though I’ve done it before.
But this time I’m leaving it with Liam. He’s right here, by my side.
He follows me as I tiptoe down the steps that lead to the front door on the first floor.
“I’ve got my car out front,” whispers Liam.
I unlock the door, sliding back the bolt, and Liam follows me outside.
“I have to say,” I say. “I’m really impressed.”
“With what?”
“With you. For wanting to do the responsible thing, taking me to the hospital. Even though I know you don’t want to go back, and I don’t either. But it’s the right thing to do.”
“There’s just one more thing I want to do,” says Liam, putting his arms around my waist.
“What’s that?”
Liam kisses me instead of answering me. That is his answer. His mouth presses against mine and it feels intensely good, sweet and passionate. I feel his hard cock pressed against me, and his muscles feel good against my breasts.
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