Oceans Submerged: Book Two, the Oceans Series (14 page)

Before she started to speak, she began to play with my hands rubbing her tiny fingers against mine. She was interlocking them together, squeezing them, and then releasing to do the same process all over. It was amazing. All she needed and all that she wanted was my touch.

“It…it started during breakfast. I was fine, I swear I was and then I felt sick. My hand started burning and then came the pain. It was too much. I couldn’t take it anymore. I even think I passed out. I don’t remember much.”

I raised my eyebrow at her. “Who found you?

“Oh. Dulce, she’s my roommate. She helped get me here. I heard her calling for someone but I don’t remember who.”

Liv pulled her hand away from mine and ran it through her hair, pulling at the ends. I reached up and grabbed her hand out of her hair. It was her nervous tick and I hated when she pulled on her hair like that. I would much rather her pull on mine.

“Doctor’s think you have an infection. Why won’t you let them help you? You have to let people help you if you want to get out of here Liv.”

“I know.” She huffed out agitated. “I don’t know why I did this. I don’t know why I made them call for you. I just—it’s just, err.”

I hushed her again. “Shh, it’s okay. I’m here now. I’ll stay here until the doctor’s finish with you and I’ll stay here for as long as they let me. I have to warn you, Law is here and he’s worried about you too.”

She bit her lip. “Oh no. I’m always making the people I love hurt. Why am I so pitiful?”

“Hey, stop it Liv.” I said probably a little too loud. “You’re not pitiful so don’t say shit like that. You needed me and you called. That’s all I ever wanted you to do. It’s that simple. I’m going to go let the guards know you’re ready because whether you want it or not, you are getting treated. If they have to shove that IV pole up that sexy ass of yours to do it, that’s what’s going to happen.”

The smile on her flushed and sweaty face had my heart breaking for her all over again. She did exactly what I always wanted her to do - call me for help.

My heart was breaking because I felt like pushing her away when she needed me the most. She nodded her head as I went to get the guards. Today was officially my breaking point and I couldn’t help but welcome it.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Lawrence

I twisted and turned in the seat Ocean pushed me into, waiting for the damn door to open.

Why did Sunshine have to be so damn stubborn? She didn’t want help from Ocean or me before and now she was refusing treatment at a freaking rehabilitation center for Christ sake!

I looked down at my watch and seven minutes had gone by. I wanted to sucker punch the two guards and barge in the room just to make sure they weren’t sucking face while I was out here having a panic attack. I refrained because the guards were just too fucking huge to mess with.

I leaned forward, dropping my face into my hands as I closed my eyes and started counting backwards from one million. The higher the number the less risk of breaking my concentration. That was, until I heard the sound of a voice that shattered my brain cells into tiny molecular pieces.

“Hey Trevor…Joseph. Any word on how Sunshine’s doing?”

My head popped up and in front of the two guards stood an angel. I didn’t need to see her face to know she was gorgeous, but I heard it in her voice and felt it in the air.

She had on a pair of baggy black sweats with the waistband clinging to her tiny waist and thick hips. Then there was her ass.

Damn! Did all Hispanic women have perfect asses?
 

I had about twenty things on my list I’d like to do that that ass.

One of her pants leg was bunched up to her knee, rockin the LL Cool J look with a pair of air Jordan’s on her feet. Her thick and wavy brown-blond hair fell to the middle of her back over her white spaghetti strap work out top. She had both hands on her hips as she rocked side to side on her feet nervously as the two guards looked down at her.

They didn’t gawk at her, so I assumed that she has known them for a while. Even now my mouth was hanging open and she hadn’t even turned around. What the hell is it with exotic, petite, sporty, kick ass and sexy, seductive women?

I watched her turn around as my brain processed it in slow motion. It was as if gravity couldn’t hold her. When she finally turned all the way around to face me, she took her first step toward the seats next to me and froze in place.

It was right then and there that she tore my heart out. Shredding it to impossibly tiny pieces, smashing them to the floor then leaving me breathless and struggling. This girl was gorgeous and perfect in a very imperfect way.

She had these cute bangs that fell right above her perfectly arched eyebrows. Her left eyebrow had a small scar running through it, which gave her sexiness an edge. She was a fighter, I’d imagine.

Her nose was straight and petite just like the rest of her. I could tell by her cheeks that if she were to smile, her eyes would look Chinese. Her cheeks were perfectly round with a dimple below each cheek. Her lips were a natural pink that brought out her skin color. She had a natural tan that was more of a light bronze, a little lighter than Sunshine was. Her breasts were perky and cute. She was probably a B cup by the way they sat up high in her sports bra and looked perfectly rounded.

When my eyes drifted down to her stomach, I felt myself drool and my dick wake up from its sleep. Her tank top cut off right above her belly button and her stomach was tight and flat unlike the rest of her body.

She had curves for days on that tiny body. She also had a belly ring of a zodiac sign, two fish, so I guessed Pisces and even though it was cute and looked sexy on her, it was making me fucking jealous being that it was so close to her in an intimate way.

She brought her hands to her hips and swayed them to the left as she bent forward to distract me from my daydream. She rolled her eyes at me and my heart starting skipping.

“Hey pervert! I’m up here!” She said pointing to her face with both her index fingers.

Yes you are. Finally the woman I was going to marry was staring me down, ready to kill me for being a freaking pervert. THANK YOU GOD!

She stood straight again as my eyes followed her body back up. When my eyes met hers, instantly her cheeks flushed pink and she sucked in her top lip into her mouth. I knew she felt it too. Whatever it was between us, it was strong. It was all mine; she was all mine.

I stood up from my seat as she watched my every movement with her curious and cautious eyes. Walking towards her, I extended my hand. “I’m Law, Sunshine’s…”

What was I to Sunshine?

As she stared at me, I couldn’t label what I was to Sunshine. So I said what felt most natural. “I’m Sunshine’s family; sort of like the brother she never had.”

She narrowed her eyes at me, shoving her hands into her pockets. “Okay…that’s fair.”

I stepped back, giving her some space and sitting down in my seat. She turned around to look at the guys she called Trevor and Joseph. They nodded at her while looking in my direction. She shuffled forward nervously, sitting down two seats away from me.

From around the corner, a tall geeky looking guy walked towards us and I could have sworn I heard a growl come from her. The closer he got the more she fidgeted in her chair. I looked at the creep again and he was staring her down like she was a freaking steak.

When she looked up and saw his stare, she turned to look at me. I didn’t move or make eye contact with her. Instead, I just watched the creep walking towards us.

She ran her hand through her hair as she slowly stood up from her seat. Again, she looked to me and then down the hallway. In her split second decision, she closed the distance between us and sat down next to me.

“So what did you say your name was again?”

Her accent was thick but she spoke very clear. I put my arm around the back of chair as the creep stopped to talk to the two guards. They looked just as annoyed as I felt.

Without looking away from them, I asked my future wife, “Who’s that guy?”

I saw her roll her eyes from the corner of my eye.

“Who?”

“You know who answer my question.”

“Yeah, okay. You didn’t even answer mine so no.”

I glanced at her for a brief second, catching her looking at my lips. I smiled while running my tongue along my bottom lip. “I already told you my name and I know you still remember it; so whose that guy?”

She pulled her arms across her chest scooting herself back into the seat. When the back of her neck reached my arm, she took one hand grabbing all of her hair pulling it to the side to rest it all on her right shoulder away from me.

That skin-to-skin contact fired me up inside and it was all the confirmation I needed to know that she indeed was mine.

“He works here genius, what else do you think?”

The creep said bye to the guards but before leaving he walked over to us looking down at my Blue. Yes, that was her nickname from me, Blue; she was Blue because if you’ve ever seen a blue moon than you’d know how exotic and beautiful it is.

“Hey Dulce, you ready to go back to your room?”

She pressed the back of her neck into my arm. Why the fuck would she need an escort?

“She’s not ready and she’s staying with me,” I said, standing up to face the asshole that was getting under my skin.

He looked like one of those sick motherfuckers who got caught on Dateline with Chris Hansen for preying on underage children. Thank God I was taller than he was because if I had to look up at him, I probably would have punched him in the face just because of that.

He stepped back when I straightened up. “Okay man, just asking a question.”

The smug grin on his ugly face had my hands fisted at my sides. I saw Ocean come out of the room from behind us.

Immediately, he caught wind of the tension building in the air. When he saw me standing face to face with the creep, he closed the door lightly, sneaking up behind him.

I caught the smiles on the guard’s faces snuck up behind the asshole. “Yeah, well don’t ask. Don’t ask her and definitely don’t ask Livie because the guy standing behind you is a hell of lot funnier than I am.”

The creep turned around to coming face to face with Ocean, who was standing feet apart with his huge arms sitting peacefully across his chest. Since his face was still bruised he looked far more pissed than what he really was.

The creep slipped away from in between us, holding his hands up in surrender. “Alright, I’ll steer clear. Sorry man.”

“Yeah whatever,” I mumbled, turning my head to look down at Blue.

She was looking down at her sneakers when I turned my attention back to Ocean.

“How’s Sunshine?”

“A nervous wreck. Who was that?” He asked not missing a beat. Neither of us handled threats very lightly.

“I don’t know, but once I talk to Marion I’ll find out.”

I felt Blue get up to stand next to me. Looking down at her shoes still, she asked Ocean, “Can I go in and see her now? I’m Dulce, her roommate and I brought her here.”

Ocean looked down at her then back to me with a well knowing smile on his face. He held out his hand to Blue. “I’m Ocean, nice to meet you Dulce.”

She looked up at him and with a nervous smile and shook his hand so quick it was barely a handshake.

“You can go in. The doctors are getting ready to start her IV.”

Blue looked at me and I smiled at her when she rolled her eyes at me. “What, you feeling like a hero or something? If you’re waiting for a thank you then don’t!” She stormed off into the room and my smile grew wider as I watched those magnetic hips swing with each angry step she took.

Ocean turned to watch her and put an arm around my neck giving it a squeeze. “We are two royally fucked up but extremely lucky sons a bitches. I never thought I’d ever see that look on your face Law. You fucking love her!”

He laughed to himself as he reflected on how he felt about Sunshine.

“That’s an understatement cousin.” I said as we both stumbled in-between the guards who gave us both approving nods as we entered Liv’s room laughing.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Livie

I didn’t realize how much harder I was making my recovery but I needed to feel Ocean and know he was here with me.

When Ocean made his way to the door, I couldn’t help but get the sick feeling that he wanted to leave; he wanted to leave me. Of course he came as soon as he was called and yes, he came here for me but he was changing. Already he was distant. His face was a mess. I knew that he and Law got into it and that was the result of their argument.

When he opened the door to creep out I saw a glimpse of Law, who was facing off with creepy Oscar. A sharp pain stabbed me in the hand and I let my body fall back onto the bed, closing my eyes. When the door reopened, I was afraid to see who it was, so I kept my eyes closed.

“Hey loca, you are one interesting roommate. Que paso?” (What happened?)”

Her cool hand swiped my hair away from my face. “You were doing so good. What happened, beja?”

I opened my eyes to look into her cool brown eyes. “I don’t know. I had breakfast and then I felt sick. Now I’m here and Ocean is here and everything’s different. He doesn’t want me anymore.”