Only later did Dorothy realize that when Everett said, "I'll be quick”, he wasn't talking about time but speed.
The room spun so fast she couldn't even make out the ceiling tiles of the hospital room anymore. The harsh lights blurred into triplicates, then quintuplets, before scattering like countless twinkling stars.
"Could you... maybe go a bit... faster..." she gasped out.
Her arms felt like they couldn't lift, as if she was a deep-sea fish starved of oxygen.
Yet Everett leaned in to kiss that small mole by her ear and feigned surprise. "Not fast enough? Alright, I'll speed up a little more." "No, no, no..." she protested weakly.
"Oh, you're afraid I'll finish too quickly? Don't worry, I've got time." "No, no, no..." Everett took pleasure in seeing her flushed and breathless, too worn out to say anything but shake her head.
She was utterly his in this moment.
After all, Dorothy had overcome so many obstacles and even gave up on the kids just to be by his side. She must have feelings for him.
Right? That was the case, wasn't it? Back at the hotel, after seeing Dorothy off, Karen planned to pack her bags and check for a flight home.
She couldn't help much at this point and knew Dorothy would worry if she stayed. So what was the point for her to stay? With that thought, she inadvertently glanced at the left wall.
It was Jeffrey's room just beyond a few more walls.
She stopped what she was doing, sighed heavily, hesitated, and headed straight for Jeffrey's door after a brief pause.
It took him a while to open the door.
Jeffrey's handsome face was flushed an unusual shade of pink, and his expression sour and impatient.
"What now?" he rasped. His voice was oddly hoarse.
"I was hoping you could help me pack and then lend me your car. I wish to get out a bit." It was a rare trip to be here in Swevia Country, and she couldn't spend it all cooped up in a hotel. She wanted to explore and take photos to remember the trip.
"I've got no time," Jeffrey grunted and tried to retreat to the room.
Karen blocked the closing door swiftly and frowned. "What are you so busy with that you've got no time?" "None of your business." he snapped back.
"I'm trying to help you out! You've been looking after me these last few days, and even though I can't stand you, I know how to separate personal feelings from gratitude.” "You are trying to help me?" Jeffrey raised an eyebrow.
Karen nodded. "Tell me what you're up to, and I'll help you." With a scoff, Jeffrey stepped back and flung the door wide open. He revealed the TV screen behind him.
On the screen was an explicit scene of two people kissing and caressing.
"I'm wanking. How exactly can you ‘help’ with that?" Karen has never been an innocent saint for all her life, but just for this time she missed that interpretation.
She was completely dumbfounded as she saw the screen.
She had been so insistent on helping, even when he didn't ask for it.
"Coming in?" Jeffrey teased.
Taking a deep breath, Karen's eyes went wide. "You're... you're absolutely foul and disgusting!" It completely slipped her mind that her own computer was filled with similar content.
Jeffrey was confused by the insult. "What's so foul and disgusting about it?" "You're in a hotel injured, and you still have the mood for those? Isn't that just sleazy?" Jeffrey snorted with laughter. "I'll think about whatever I want, whenever I want! It's not like I'm harassing you!"
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