Dark Kiss (The Two sides of me Book 1)

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All rights reserved. © 2014 Amy Lynn Garcia  No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in anything, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission from Amy Lynn Garcia or her legal representative.

 

Authors Note:

 

This series contains adult content not meant for anyone under the age of 18. Those under the age of 18 are discouraged from reading this material. 

 

 

Formatted by:  Brenda Wright

 

Acknowledgments:

I want to thank my children who have graciously given up time with their mommy so that she can fulfill her dream of completing this novel. I would also like to thank my friends and family who have supported me through this long grueling process, listening to me obsess about Dark Kiss until they probably wanted to strangle me! I would also like to thank my beta readers Becky Alexander, Brynn Richardson, Andrea

  Loukota, Carrie Ortega, Kisha Grant, Jacki Aranow, Brittany Weg, Margaux Beckett and Jennifer Humphrey I know you tried, sorry you could only see me as the main character and had to stop before any sex scenes! 

And finally Jacque Perkins, without your encouragement I would never have dared to write an erotic romance novel, thank you for always being my cohort in reading mom smut! 

A quick shout out to my Passionate Page Turners book club members, I love you all and guess what? Dark Kiss is this month’s book of the month to read!!

 

 

This Book is Dedicated to my Mother

 

Jeanne Ann Waldron

June 26, 1946 - July 19, 1981

 

She was a vehicle of her own life, her path was her own and sometimes in the inner stillness her

footsteps mingled with ours.

I miss you every day and I will love you forever.

 

 

Table of Contents

Chapter 1 “You Found Me.” by Kelly Clarkson

Chapter 2 “Can’t Get You Out of My Head.” by Kylie Minugue

Chapter 3 “A Lonely Man.” by Daniel James

Chapter 4 “Look After You.” by The Fray

Chapter 5 “Brain Stew.” by Green Day

Chapter 6”I Dare You to Move.” by Switchfoot

Chapter 7 “Wake Up Dead Man.” by U2 “Crazy love.” by Van Morrison

Chapter 8 “From This Moment.” by Shania Twain

Chapter 9 “Just Another Day.” by John Secada

Chapter 10 “Not Alone.” by Red

Chapter 11 “Madness.” by Muse

Chapter 12 “Hips Don’t Lie.” by Shakira

Chapter 13 “Purple Haze.” by Jimmy Hendrieks

Chapter 14 “Diary.” by Alicia Keys

Chapter 15 “No Ordinary Love.” by Sade

Chapter 16 “Demons.” by Imagine Dragons

Chapter 17 “Goya’s Nightmare.” by Jocelyn Pook

Chapter 18 “I Always Get What I Want.” by Avril Lavigne

Chapter 19 “Your Love is King.” by Sade

Chapter 20 “High and Dry.” by Radiohead

Chapter 21 “Radioactive.” Imagine Dragon

Chapter 22 “Urgent.” by Foreigner

Chapter 23 “Dominus Illuminatio Mea.” by Catholic Gregorian Chant Songs

Chapter 24 “Yellow Light.” by Of monsters and men
“Stay.” by Rihanna

Chapter 25 “Say.” by John Mayer

Chapter 26 “Fix You.” by Coldplay

Chapter 27 “Love Story.” by Maria Carey “Can’t Buy Me Love.” by The Beatles

Chapter 28 “Rolling in the Deep.” by Adele “A Case of You.” by James Wolpert

Chapter 29 “I Put a Spell on You.” Jacque Lee “Home.” by Phillip Phillips

Chapter 30 “Nobody Does it Like You.” by Selena Gomez “Don’t You Worry Child.” by Swedish Mafia

Chapter 31 “Make You Feel my Love.” by Adele

Chapter 32 “Starting to Turn Away.” by Andrew Paul Woodworth

Chapter 33 “Wash it All Away.” by Evanescence “Fear.” by Sara McLaughlin “Run.” by Adam Lambert

Chapter 34 “Come Home.” by One Republic “Won’t Go Home Without You.” by Maroon five

Chapter 35 Part 1 “No Air.” by Jordan Sparks “Every Breath You Take.” by The Police

Chapter 35 Part 2 “Need You Now.” by Lady Antebellum “Total Eclipse of the Heart.” by Bonnie Tyler

Chapter 36 “Nothing Compares 2 U.” by Sinade O’Conner “We Belong Together.” by Mariah Carey

Chapter 1

“You Found Me.” by Kelly Clarkson

Going up the elevator to work I yawn, working four twelve-hour night shifts in row was finally getting to me. I stepped off the elevator and walked down the hall to the ICU.

“Hey Mia!” Callie, one of my closest co-workers greeted me. “I’ve got something special for you tonight!”

She sounded really excited.
Uh oh, that’s never good,
I thought.

“So what’s up, a new patient?”

“Yep and you’re gonna love him,” Great, a ‘him’. Callie’s always trying to hook me up but with a patient, that’s going a bit far, even for her. Callie doesn’t know about my past; she has good intentions but I have a very good reason for not dating…I just don’t want to talk about it with her.

“So…is he a loon or combative?” I ask, actually hoping it’s one of the two. “Let me have it, what do I have to look forward to for the next twelve hours?”

“The guy in bed 8 was in a car accident this morning, the passenger was DOA and this guy is in pretty bad shape, fractured leg and a head injury with swelling of the brain…. hasn’t regained consciousness”

“Yea so, sounds like a typical patient here.”

“Oh there’s nothing typical about him; you’ll see when you go in the room, his family hasn’t been here yet, he just has a sister, she lives out of state, we called so she’s on her way.”

“So are we talking hunchback of Notre Dame or what, Callie?  I’m not following why this guy’s such a big deal.”

“I’m not saying another word but I’ll stay until shift change and you’ve gotten the report on him and done your assessment,” she sings ‘assessment’ like some goofy kid.

“Ok…whatever.”

Working in a smaller private hospital in Seattle has its advantages; all the rooms are private, excellent staffing, a lot of elite patients who are wealthy and famous and top-of-the-line equipment. Not to mention that it didn’t look much like a hospital in the common areas, with water fountains and beautiful artwork on the walls. I’ve cared for famous athletes, movie stars and business moguls so I’m a little curious about this patient, what could possibly be such a big deal? I take the report from Anna who worked the day shift; it seems like typical injuries from an MVA, and I’m wondering all the while why Callie is so worked up.

With a little anticipation I walk through the door to room 8; it’s a large, spacious room, the bed located in the center of the room surrounded by equipment, IV poles and monitors that read all the patients’ vital signs and heart rhythm. Behind it all are floor-to-ceiling glass windows looking out on one of the many thick forests of Seattle, Washington; it’s a breathtaking view, even if most of the patients here never get to see it. The man in bed 8 is in traction due to his badly broken leg from the knee down, naturally as a nurse, used to doing a head to toe assessment I start with his face and inhale sharply, my mouth going dry, and the room suddenly seems too small; an actual physical sensation of pulling between him and I occurs. This is a beautiful man; he looks like a Greek God from the movies. Unreal, but the reaction I have to him is like nothing I’ve ever felt, especially with a man, it’s magnetic, like he’s drawing me toward him even in his unconscious condition. I’m compelled to move to his side.

Abrasions cover his face, as well as a softball-sized knot on his forehead; it’s obvious he’s athletic, strong, and gorgeous. I move closer with no hesitation, I am a very confident nurse and not afraid of anything, I’m never put off by patients personality but something about this man emanates power even seriously injured and in and unconscious state.

He has a square, powerful jaw covered in a five o’clock shadow, thick dark brown hair that looks to be wavy when it isn’t full of blood and glass shards; it’s not cut short but not too long either and his skin is bronze, of Latin descent I think. But the most noticeable part of Evan Lawson is his size; he’s easily 6 feet 5 inches tall and solid, lean muscle, this man has to work out hard and often and takes care of himself well.

Getting myself together, I wonder why the hell am I suddenly feeling so much apprehension; I move closer to assess his injuries as I would with any patient. Pressing the blood pressure button, the sound of it inflating and the beeps of the IV are the only sounds in the quiet room and when it releases his arm I hear his soft, regular breathing as well. I move the sheet to his waist carefully and listen with my stethoscope to his chest; this brings me face-to-face with Mr. Evan Nathaniel Lawson, who is managing to be intimidating even with his eyes closed. Lung sounds clear which is good, looking over his upper body feels like ogling instead of assessing; he’s covered with air bag abrasions and cuts, he smells of river or lake water.

Ok, so get it together Mia, you’ve been a nurse for 10 years, seen it all
.  Why was this guy making me feel so…I don’t know…. weird? I look him over once completely, check his leg and the traction; everything is in order and technically I’m finished but I can’t manage to pull myself away from him, I’m stuck, cemented at his side, unable to move.

I suddenly surprise myself by leaning down and whispering in his ear, “You’re going to be ok, I’ve got you. I’m Mia and I promise to take very good care of you until you wake up.”  Nothing… I don’t know what I expected; he’s not sleeping beauty, waking from a coma at the sound of my voice. I have never spoken to a patient this way when I don’t expect them to respond. Then, without thinking I take his big, obviously well-manicured hand in mine and cover it with my other hand, this is so out of character for me. I’m a compassionate nurse but I know my boundaries and this is the first time I’ve felt compelled to touch a patient other than clinically.

I stand there for several minutes until Callie comes to the door and I quickly drop his hand as if it was hot, and I blush…

“HA, I knew you would think he was hot!” Callie exclaims, eyes bright and playful.

“Callie, shhhh, he might be able to hear you!” I move toward the door and nudge her out, following quietly.

“Can you believe that guy’s body, he has muscles that never quit, did ya look under the covers?!”  Callie’s practically jumping up and down, stirring something protective in me.

“Don’t talk like he’s a piece of meat Callie, the poor guy’s been through hell,” I chastise her. 

“Oh come on Mia, you know it’s nice to have some eye candy to look at while you work! Shit, it’s one of the benefits of working in this hospital, hot, famous and rich people to look at and gossip about!” 

“Yea but he’s…. I dunno…”

“Gorgeous, panties melting hot…. yea, duh that’s why I gave him to you, I gotta go, enjoy!” 

“Later Callie, see you in the morning.”

“Okidoki.” Callie trots off toward the elevators. Evan is due for some medication; I get it out of a locked drawer and go back into his room. That same magnetic pull and tingle came over me again, this guy seemed to be seriously rattling me; I have never had feelings for a man, any man other than my father. My entire adult life has been dedicated to running in the opposite direction, avoiding men and relationships like the plague.

Being kidnapped, attacked and raped to near death for 3 days at age 19 has done this to me. I have a dirty, dark past that I work hard every day trying to overcome.  After pushing Evan’s meds into his IV, I gaze at his face, lost in thought and I have no idea how long I stand there. I’m startled when Shae pokes her head into the door. 

“Sorry Mia, I need some help in room 7, you have time?” 

“Sure, sure, I’ll be right there.” I leave the Evan’s door open, just in case he wakes up while I’m helping Shae. The rest of my shift is uneventful; Evan lies still and beautiful in a dim overhead light, screens from medical equipment glowing and casting shadows over his body. I sit outside his room watching through the window that separates his room from my charting station, captivated by this insanely handsome man. I don’t want to leave in the morning when my shift is over, after working four nights in a row I’m usually running out the door to get home and catch up on sleep, but today leaving Evan somehow feels wrong, distressing and even painful. I give my report to the day nurse and go back to his room, again I find myself whispering into his ear, “I’m leaving to go home and sleep now, rest easy, I’ll be back for you, try to wake up while I’m gone so I can see those eyes open.”

I squeeze his hand and leave the room. I can’t believe I’m doing this… he’s a perfect stranger, with an emphasis on perfect. But for some reason I feel deeply connected and drawn to him. Walking to the parking lot I’m feeling the exhaustion of working but the further I travel away from the hospital the more anxiety I feel about leaving Evan alone.  What the hell?

Knock it off Mia; get a grip, he’s a patient just like all the patients you care for. Just go home and get some sleep, you must be working too hard
. I think.
You’re losing your damn mind!

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