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Russian Roulette

33: Savour the moment

“We should get married in Russia,” I say the next morning over breakfast.

“You want to?” he asks surprised.

“It makes sense. We’re both Russian and all your friends and family are there. The team can make the trip if they want. I think it would be fun.”

“Let’s do it!” he says excitedly. I smile and put the dishes in the sink. He drops me off at the hospital and I get changed in the locker room. I head to the nurse’s station where Elias and Matt are charting.

“Hey what’s up?” Elias asks smiling.

“Not much. A little stressed that our residency is coming to an end soon,” I reply.

“Why are you stressed, you’re the top resident in our group.”

“Yeah but I took a lot of time off this year. After my spleen, overdose and the month I took off after Geno and I broke up, I still have a lot of surgeries to catch up on and not a lot of time to do them.”

“Ah don’t stress, you’ll finish,” Matt reassures me. I get a page and head down to the E.R.
I get to the basement and Dr. Cohen hands me a set of x-rays and I see that the patient has two metacarpal fractures. I walk over and open the curtain only to find Bobby sitting there.

“Quinn?” he says surprised. Any other day I would have turned around and went to find Reid but he was gone for the day and I was the orthopaedic surgeon on call.

“Hi Bobby,” I say strained. Dr. Cohen gives me a weird look before leaving. “So I’m guessing you got in a fight?”

“Uh yeah.” I grab his hand and examine it. I push and pull on the bones and he winces. It was such a bizarre situation to be the one causing him physical pain. I get the bones back in place and place his hand in a cast.

“You know he’s going to hurt you again and next time I won’t be around waiting for you,” he says seriously.

“I was in a really dark place when I got back together with you. That was literally rock bottom and nothing will ever cause me to go that low again.”

“I really loved you.”

“I know you did but you’re love is abusive and I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.” I could tell he was sober for once. I look him in the eyes and see the man I fell in love with when I was young and naïve. I finish writing in his chart and discharge him. I walk upstairs to the gallery and watch Matt do a valve replacement. I couldn’t get what Bobby said about Geno out of my head. Why would he say that? He didn’t know Geno. We were engaged and nothing was going to get in that way of that. I decide to not dwell on it and focus on the surgery.

I get home that night and Geno just got back from a game. We crawl into bed and my mind is racing.

“Why so quiet?” he asks.

“Bobby came into the E.R. today. He broke his hand so I had to treat him,” I reply.

“What he say?”

“He thinks you’re going to hurt me again.”

“You believe him?”

“No. I don’t know. I know you love me but it was so easy for you to leave me last time,” I say seriously. I sit cross-legged in front of him playing with my hair.

“Leaving was hardest thing I did. I promise I not leave again. We get married and I spend rest of life showing you I’m not leaving. Fuck him for putting thoughts in head. I love you, believe that okay?” he says while cupping my face. I was stupid to let Bobby get in my head like that. Even after all the years, I was still just as easily manipulated by him.

“I’m sorry. You’re right. I shouldn’t have listened to him. I love you,” I say softly. We crawl under the covers and I drift into a dreamless sleep.

Over the next few weeks Geno and I fell into a steady routine. I was practically living at the hospital in order to log as many surgeries as I could and Geno was on the top of his game.

“Let’s go out tonight,” Audrina says over the phone.

“I was going to pick up another shift,” I tell her.

“Come on, I never see you anymore! We need a night out. Please?”

“Okay,” I say giving in.

“Okay great!” I’ll pick you up tonight,” she says excitedly. We hang up and I put my phone back in my locker. I scrubbed in and preformed a lateral reconstructive ligament surgery then drove home. I put on bright blue high waisted jeans with a black halter crop top. I lace up my boots and loosely curl my long black hair. I rim my eyes with black eyeliner and heavily coat my eyelashes with mascara. I look in the mirror and I can’t help but smile. I had gained all the weight that I had lost back and my face had some colour in it for once. I looked healthy. I see Audrina’s car on the street and I head out.

“You look so hot,” she says smiling.

“You clean up pretty good yourself,” I tell her. She was wearing a red bodycon dress and black heels. The guys were just finishing their game and were meeting up with us after. We get to the club and we immediately start knocking back shots. After six in a row, our favorite song comes on and we push our way to the middle of the dance floor. After weeks of being cooped up in the hospital it felt so good to let loose. We get to the bar and I take three more shots of tequila and I order a beer. I was definitely drunk but I didn’t care. We were talking to one of Audrina’s coworkers when my phone goes off.

Geno:
Look amazing

I look around until I finally see Sidney, Geno, Beau, Kris, Paul, Flower and James sitting at a table smiling at us. I drag Audrina and race to the table.

“You guys made it!” I yell.

“We did,” Sidney smiles. I sit on Geno’s lap and chug my beer.

“Whoa there champ,” James says smiling. I finish it and take a sip of Geno’s vodka.

“Did you win?” I ask loudly.

“6-3,” Beau responds.

“G did you score?” I ask him.

“One,” he smiles. I lean down and kiss him and the room starts spinning. His tongue enters my mouth and I hear someone clear their throat. Geno pulls away embarrassed but I sit there proudly smiling. I look around smile at the company I’m surrounded by. Life felt perfect and I savored this moment.

“How much have you had?” Sidney asks, pulling me out of reverie.

“Not much. Nine shots and a beer,” I tell him. Everyone’s jaw drops and I sit there obliviously sipping Geno’s drink.

“You’re like 2 pounds how are you not on the floor?” James asks incredulously.

“Russians can handle their alcohol,” I say, my words slightly slurring. Another song comes on and I drag Geno to the dance floor unsteadily. I turn around so I’m sitting in his lap and his hands are on my hips. My hips sway back and forth and I toss my hair to one side. He rests his head between my exposed neck and shoulder. I get lost in the heat and the music. I turn around and stand on my tiptoes. His lips find mine and our tongues dance in sync. My arms wrap around his neck and I pull myself closer to him. I lose track of time until he finally pulls away and grabs my hand. He leads me back to the table where he says good-bye to everyone. I smile and wave and he guides me out of the building. I hop on Geno’s back and he gives me a piggyback to his car down the street. We get in the car and he races home. Everything is spinning and I feel nauseous but I’m definitely not tired. We get home and he picks me up and throws my over his shoulder and walks up the large staircase and I swat his behind playfully. He throws me down on the bed and I laugh out loud. He takes off his suit jacket and tie and unbuttons his shirt. Once his shirt is off he unbuckles his belt and takes off his pants. I take my shirt off and Geno takes my jeans and thong off. He trails kisses in between my thighs until he reaches my center. He slowly traces my clit and I moan appreciatively. He inserts two fingers and pumps them slowly while flicking my clit with his tongue. He curls his fingers and I feel him hit my g-spot.

“Mmm yes Zhenya,” I moan. He begins sucking on my clit and I can feel my orgasm building. A few minutes later I unravel completely and yell out his name. He takes off his boxer briefs and lines up with my center. He enters me slowly and I adjust to his size. We start off at a slow pace so I roll us over so I’m on top. I move my hips methodically back and forth and I feel him dig his nails into my hips. The room is still spinning and my movements start getting more erratic. Geno flips us back and picks up the pace. I can tell he’s getting close so I reach down and start rubbing my clit. I feel the familiar sensation take over and a few thrusts later I’m sent spiralling over the edge.

“Fuck Quinn,” Geno growls. I feel him go tense and then he collapses on top of me. He rolls off and I lay there staring at the ceiling trying to steady myself. I get up and walk to bathroom and get a glass of water. I look at reflection and I smile. My cheeks are flushed and my hair is a mess. I down the glass of water and crawl back into bed with Geno. I entangle my legs with his and drape my arm over his stomach. He strokes my hair and I fall asleep in our post-coital bliss.

Notes

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Comments

Can't wait for the next part :)

Stacey_cakes1 Stacey_cakes1
9/7/16

chapter 4 is intense holy!

McKenna71 McKenna71
9/1/16

I love it so far!

McKenna71 McKenna71
9/1/16

Love this been catching up now finally all caught up can't wait to see what happens next

Stacey_cakes1 Stacey_cakes1
7/13/16

I love this! I can't wait for an update!

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5/24/16