Admit It, You Have Feelings For Her

Kira hated hospitals. First, her father. Now, her best friend. The place stank of disinfectant. Everything was sterile, cold, impersonal. Nurses and doctors bustled about with clinical, detached efficiency. Hospitals were associated with some of her most unpleasant memories. Kira’s stomach growled. She was thirsty, hungry, and bone-tired, but she couldn’t rest easy until she saw Giana open her eyes again. Kira washed her face in the en suite bathroom. She kept her eyes on the IV bag and pinched herself to keep awake. When the bag was almost empty, she hurried outside to get a nurse. She pulled open the door and ran headlong into a solid mass of chest. An invigorating scent of tangerine mixed with sandalwood and mint drove off the pungent smell of ammonia. Kira couldn’t help taking a deep breath. Her head snapped up when she recognised the familiar scent. It was him. She froze. Austyn’s brows were furrowed deeply. The woman’s eyes were red, puffy and swollen to the size of walnuts. Tear