TheNiteSiren
Virginal Temptress
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Her little Camry pulled up to the three story home on Dauphine Street that was to be her residence for the next 6 months and her place of employment. Dressed in simple white scrubs and sneakers with her brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, Jen could only stare. Her mind wasn’t on what she was to be doing next but what had happened three nights ago.
Aerica had finally convinced Jen to cut loose and have some fun for once. She had been like a hermit since her mother died and it wasn’t healthy. She had to admit that her best friend could sure pick the good spots. The band that was playing had everyone up and on their feet. That Cajun beat hummed through the air giving off the very spirit of New Orleans. She and Aerica were dancing together in the middle of the crowd when her friend had to escape to the ladies room. Jen had a drink or two in here and just danced by herself, not caring who saw her. The little black dress was nothing short of scandalous for Miss Goody Two Shoes but it highlighted that body in the best light possible.
It was only a matter of time before some asshole decided to cause a problem. Someone grabbed her arm and tried to push up on her. “Hey sweet stuff. How about you and I go out back and have a little fun?” Jen visibly panicked and tried to pry him off of her. Before she could blink, the man was gone. Some guy from the back had come in and threw him off of her. Now that the drunk was gone they just looked at each other. Jen felt like she couldn’t breathe. Those eyes held her in some strange way. She had never seen him before but he was best looking thing here.
She almost tensed when the music slowed and he came forward to wrap an arm around her waist. The air between them felt electric and she wondered if this what Aerica meant when she said that there could be this chemistry so potent that even an idiot could sense it. Everyone else in the room just blurred away for her and he pulled her closer, making her heart beat faster. Jen couldn’t take her eyes off of his…and he seemed to feel the same. She felt warm against him and her body began to ache to feel more. It had been a long time since she had been this attracted to a man. She thought she heard someone call her name and looked back to see her best friend with a very amusing look on her face. “Thank you for helping me. Guess you’re my white knight tonight.”
She looked backed up at him and his face was right there, slowly inching downward. His lips were so tempting that she leaned in, gently brushing against his. Jen let out a little moan but he said something under his breath. Next thing she knew, he was gone.
Jen had dreamt about that night ever since. Never in her life had she felt like that with a man. Every fiber in her so alive and yearning to touch him so badly that it almost hurt. She sighed and laid her head against the steering wheel of her little car. She had been an LPN for 7 years now and enjoyed every minute of it. She got to work with children who were handicapped or had developmental problems. Her mother had been a pediatrician before she died and had wanted Jen to follow in her footsteps. She wanted something more hands on than being a doctor.
This patient was a 6 year old girl who had been injured in a car accident when she was two. She was paralyzed from the waist down but was having some health issues. Getting out of the car, she brushed off her uniform and took a deep breath. The first meeting was always the most awkward but once she got to know the family, it smoothed over. She rang the doorbell and a woman came to the door. “You must be Jenna Collins, the nurse. I’m Sarah’s mother.” The sound of heavy footsteps echoed throughout the gorgeous home. “That would be my husband.”
Aerica had finally convinced Jen to cut loose and have some fun for once. She had been like a hermit since her mother died and it wasn’t healthy. She had to admit that her best friend could sure pick the good spots. The band that was playing had everyone up and on their feet. That Cajun beat hummed through the air giving off the very spirit of New Orleans. She and Aerica were dancing together in the middle of the crowd when her friend had to escape to the ladies room. Jen had a drink or two in here and just danced by herself, not caring who saw her. The little black dress was nothing short of scandalous for Miss Goody Two Shoes but it highlighted that body in the best light possible.
It was only a matter of time before some asshole decided to cause a problem. Someone grabbed her arm and tried to push up on her. “Hey sweet stuff. How about you and I go out back and have a little fun?” Jen visibly panicked and tried to pry him off of her. Before she could blink, the man was gone. Some guy from the back had come in and threw him off of her. Now that the drunk was gone they just looked at each other. Jen felt like she couldn’t breathe. Those eyes held her in some strange way. She had never seen him before but he was best looking thing here.
She almost tensed when the music slowed and he came forward to wrap an arm around her waist. The air between them felt electric and she wondered if this what Aerica meant when she said that there could be this chemistry so potent that even an idiot could sense it. Everyone else in the room just blurred away for her and he pulled her closer, making her heart beat faster. Jen couldn’t take her eyes off of his…and he seemed to feel the same. She felt warm against him and her body began to ache to feel more. It had been a long time since she had been this attracted to a man. She thought she heard someone call her name and looked back to see her best friend with a very amusing look on her face. “Thank you for helping me. Guess you’re my white knight tonight.”
She looked backed up at him and his face was right there, slowly inching downward. His lips were so tempting that she leaned in, gently brushing against his. Jen let out a little moan but he said something under his breath. Next thing she knew, he was gone.
Jen had dreamt about that night ever since. Never in her life had she felt like that with a man. Every fiber in her so alive and yearning to touch him so badly that it almost hurt. She sighed and laid her head against the steering wheel of her little car. She had been an LPN for 7 years now and enjoyed every minute of it. She got to work with children who were handicapped or had developmental problems. Her mother had been a pediatrician before she died and had wanted Jen to follow in her footsteps. She wanted something more hands on than being a doctor.
This patient was a 6 year old girl who had been injured in a car accident when she was two. She was paralyzed from the waist down but was having some health issues. Getting out of the car, she brushed off her uniform and took a deep breath. The first meeting was always the most awkward but once she got to know the family, it smoothed over. She rang the doorbell and a woman came to the door. “You must be Jenna Collins, the nurse. I’m Sarah’s mother.” The sound of heavy footsteps echoed throughout the gorgeous home. “That would be my husband.”
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