The next day at work Jess had begun her rounds checking on the status of her patients. As she walked into the next room she stopped in her tracks. Laying on the bed in front of her was the thug she beat up last night. She remembered hearing an ambulance as she left the scene, but normally the criminals she fought tended to avoid going to the hospital.
"Damn, I asked them to take me to a hospital, not a stripclub, ain't no way someone as fine as you in my nurse."
His statement caught her by surprise, but at least he didn't recognize her. "Good morning, I'm Jessica and I'll be the nurse taking care of you while you're here." She took at moment to look at his chart. "It says you were jumped last night and that you have some bruises and scraps but that you should be good to go once we make sure you don't have any internal problems or a concussion."
While she was reading he had slowly approached her. "Yeah, last night was pretty bad. I was minding my own business walking home when these guys just jumped me out of nowhere. If anything I'd have to say that my ego was bruised pretty bad. But I think you could definitely help me feel better."
She felt his eyes linger over her body. She had to say something, but she couldn't admit to being the heroine that put him in the hospital. "I'm married." Was what she was able to get out. Usually that deterred the creeps.
"Even better. Taking another man's woman would definitely help my ego. See, I knew you'd know how to take care of me." His hand slipped around her waist and he slowly but firmly pulled her into his arms. His free hand reached behind her head and pulled her to face him. "Let me show you how much I appreciate it."
He leaned over pressing his lips into hers. He seemed like a starving man pulling her into his arms. He felt far more powerful than he did last night, and her lack of powers seemed to emphasize that point.
She was lost in a swirl of emotions during their kiss. He didn't know they were opponents. He didn't know she was the reason that he was in the hospital. What would happen if he found out? Would his firmness turn rough? Would his passion for her turn into something else, or would it excite him further like finding out she was married? Before she knew it she was kissing him back.