"Good morning."
She looked better this morning, Alex noted, striding into the room. The deep, dark circles under her creamy brown eyes were retreating and she offered her a shy smile that made Alex's heart leap in her throat.
"Hi."
"I brought you that gown. I think you'll like this one a lot better."
Alex watched as she took the dressing gown and smoothed it with appreciative fingers. "The only thing that could make it better is if it had a zipper. I hate having my ass out in the air."
Alex laughed. "I'm sure you're not alone in that respect." She turned, heading for the door. "Well, I'll see you later."
"Hey, um … " She fumbled with words under Alex's direct gaze. "I'm sorry, I don't know your name?"
"It's Alex."
"Alex." She rolled the word over her tongue and paused as something seemed to prickle her memory.
Alex
. She felt strangely drawn to this tomboyish woman and her pussy tingled at the thought.
Alex moved closer to her, her heart pounding in her ears as her eyes fell to the full, pink lips. "Does that name sound familiar?"
"I … I don't know."
Alex trembled, knowing that fat chocolate nipples were just inches from her aching fingertips. "Tell me your name."
"I don't know that, either."
"I do." Alex's voice was low and hypnotic. "I know your name."
"You do?" The black woman's voice was almost a whisper. "How do you know?"
"We were lovers."
The words jolted her. The remnants of her dream from last night. "Was there a blindfold involved?"
"Yes." The word left Alex's mouth in a rush.
She was remembering!
"That was our last time together." Alex moved closer. "Do you remember what I told you?"
Her nipples instantly hardened, much to her confusion. Alex was so close, her mouth so tantalizing. All she could think about was the lovemaking in the dream: Alex's mouth on her clit, her tongue sliding into her slit and her mesmerizing voice in her ear as she fucked her into the stratosphere. "Yes. That you were the only one for me."
"Yes." It had been nearly three months since their last session and Alex was longing to taste that peach of a pussy. "And you were punished for not believing me."
"Yes." A deep shiver coursed down her spine and she closed her eyes in sweet memory. "Yes."
"Your name is Toni." Alex met her dark eyes, willing every ounce of seduction into her gaze. "
My
Toni."
"Good morning!" Nurse Pelinsky breezed in, pausing at the sight of Alex and the amnesia patient standing so close. "Alex, what are you doing?"
"Getting an eyelash out of her eye." Alex took a few steps back, giving Toni a warning look. She hoped that Toni understood. "Is that better?"
"Uh, yes. Quite better."
"Good." Alex turned to Pelinsky. "She has a new gown. Just drop it in the dirty linen basket at the end of the hall and I'll be sure to pick it up tonight."
Toni gave an imperceptible nod to Alex. So the linen basket would be an info drop point and Toni would remain silent until she could understand what was going on. Toni ignored Alex's departure and grabbed the new gown from the bed. "I have to change. Is that okay?"
"Absolutely." Pelinsky opened the blinds and patiently waited until the woman exited the bathroom, clad in the fresh dressing gown and holding her soiled one. "I'll take that for you."
"No. If it's okay with you, I'd like to walk it down to the basket myself. I've been cooped up in this room too long."
The nurse helped her back into the bed, her keen eyes on the soiled gown. "After all the time you've spent in a coma, I understand that."
"Good. Then maybe I can get out of here."
"That would be up to Dr. Washburn."
"Oh." The woman laid back and allowed the nurse to attach a blood pressure cuff to her arm, her eyes drawn to the windows. "Has the doctor found out what my name is?"
Pelinsky nodded negatively. "Nope. No luck yet." She paused to take the reading, then deflated and removed the cuff. "Have you remembered anything else?"
"No." She paused, glad that the darkness of her skin kept the nurse from seeing her blush.