Someone Perfect for Mr. Moore by Lucy J. Whittaker

possessive of her.
    Lucy leaned up a little to look at him for a second.  That
had seemed suspiciously like a warning.  “All right, I know you don’t like to
talk about your father, but his doctor is coming this morning.  I need to be
there when he comes.  I have some questions for him.”  She waited for him to
close himself off to her, but he didn’t.
    “I understand, you can tell me about it later.”  He sat up
and looked back at her as he got off the bed.  He grabbed his boxers that were
hanging off the nightstand.  He had been in such a hurry to interrupt her
shower that he hadn’t paid any attention to where he had tossed them.
    Lucy lay on her side and watched him move, she sighed as she
took in his beautiful body.  Man he was so hot, what the hell did he see in
her?  She had a few extra pounds in her hips and thighs, something she had
struggled with her whole life.  It seemed no amount of exercise would get rid
of it.  Her friend at the club she visited had told her that is was her body
make up.  She was tight everywhere else.  He had said her ass looked great the
way it was and then asked her out, but she had refused.  She wasn’t ready for a
relationship.  She hadn’t been prepared for Dean, he had hit her hard that
first night he had touched her, and she never had a chance.  She grinned as she
thought of something.  “Have I told you how hot you are?”  She stifled a giggle
as he looked at her with a startled expression.
    “Uh…no, I guess you haven’t.”  Was she teasing him?  He
doubted it with the way her eyes had been tracking him.  He felt his face crack
into a grin as she rolled to her stomach to hide her smile from him.  He
quietly moved closer to her and swatted one delightfully shaped butt cheek.  It
swiftly turned pink and she gasped as she sat up suddenly, rubbing her abused
bottom.  “Bad girls get spanked Lucy.”  He said sternly to her.  He watched as
her eyes flared at him, but her face and chest were flushed with excitement. 
Interesting, he had never spanked a woman before, but he had a feeling they
would both enjoy it.  He swiftly kissed her shocked mouth and trailed one
finger down her neck, enjoying her shiver.  “We’ll finish that later.”  Then he
actually whistled as he slipped out the balcony door.
     
    Lucy watched Stan talk with his doctor.  He had made remarkable
progress the last few days.  She had thought at first that he was getting a
second wind, something that came up with people just before they died.  But now
she wasn’t so sure.  He had been off his oxygen for two days now, and his last
breathing treatment had been the first night she was here.  Jeff was helping
him with some physical therapy and he had progressed to a walker for short
trips around the room.  He got tired easily, but he looked really good.
    Jeff drew some blood for a few tests the doctor wanted to
run. They were obviously old friends; they joked and laughed once Stan’s exam
was over.  Stan had introduced her to Henry, she liked him instantly.  He said
he had been retired for a while, but he still saw a few patients from time to
time. 
    When Henry was ready to leave Lucy asked if she could walk
him out.  He nodded to her and said goodbye to Stan.  He planned to come back
to see him in a few days to check in on him, unless he needed him sooner, then
all they had to do was call.
    “Lucy I can tell you have something on your mind.  You can
talk freely to me.”  Henry said.
    Lucy looked and made sure no one could hear them.  She was
beginning to get some suspicions.  “I really don’t understand what is going
on.  I’ve seen Stan since he got sick.  He is a completely different man.  I’m
glad that he is doing so much better, but I don’t want to give anyone false
hope.  It’s strange though, it’s almost as if he was exposed to something and
now that he’s away from it, he’s doing better.  I really never expected him to
recover.  He