“Princess, say something if you’re awake, please? I wanna hear your voice.”
I wanna hear his voice too. I want him closer. I want to lie down in his arms and fall asleep. I want him to touch me that might relieve the pain I physically feel.
God, I want him inside me. Jesus, is this the effect of the drugs or the mushrooms?
“I’m okay, Phoenix,” I mumble.
I wish he can hear my thoughts. Does being sick makes someone horny? Because I want him to do me so badly. I mentally hit my head.
“Do you need anything? A tea, something to drink, something to eat. Anything Princess, just say it, please?”
I bite my lip to avoid blurting out that I need him more than any food or medicine right now.
He’s the food and the medicine I want. He’s my lifeline and my life.
God, I love him.
“Princess, do you want to take a rest?”
I want to roll my eyes even my eyes are closed.
Ugh! Why men are so dumb?
“Yes,” I murmur.