Early next morning Sarah woke up in a hotel room next to Aiden. She moved closer to him, wanting to increase area of his skin on hers, but her mood was spoiled when she realized that a phone is ringing, and it already rang at least three times all the way, before reaching the voicemail. 'Who is this persistent?' She leaned over Aiden and saw that it was his phone. "Hey, it's your phone, why are you not waking up?" Sarah grumbled and looked at Aiden who was still sleeping.
She loved caressing him sneakily before he wakes up, but part of her was upset that she woke up because of his phone, while he was still enjoying in the dreamland. Sarah moved her body lower with a mischievous expression and bit the side of his armpit.
Aiden jerked out of his sleep, "What the..." his eyes opened, full of sleepy disapproval of her action.
Sarah felt a bit guilty and lowered her head. "Your phone is ringing for a while. Maybe it's something important." She mumbled.
Aiden frowned at her and shifted to reach his phone. He picked up. With half closed eyes and a deep drowsy voice, he spoke. "Yes... yes, you woke me up... yes... tell me... … … what?..." Aiden was wide awake and glanced at Sarah with a mix of shock and amusement.
Aiden switched call to be on speaker, "Jeff, can you repeat that?"
Aiden focused his gaze on Sarah as Jeff's voice came from the phone speaker. "I need personal contact information for a resident in Franciscan Medical Center in Seattle. First name JoAnna. I don't know her last name."
Sarah looked at Aiden and then at the phone in disbelief for some time.
After some silence, Jeff spoke again: "That should not be a problem for you, right? I called Franciscan Medical Center, and they refused to give me the information."
Sarah took the phone from Aiden and hesitated for a second before asking: "Why do you need her information?"
Jeff fumbled, obviously embarrassed, "Oh, Sarah... hi... sorry if I woke you up."
There was a minute of silence.
Sarah repeated, "You didn't answer my question... why do you want her information?"
Jeff was not sure what to say and not to reveal too much. "That resident... she took care of me while I stayed in the hospital... I wanted to contact her and thank her."
Sarah's instincts screamed that he is lying... but she also knew that there is no way to fish out the truth out of Jeff. Why would he want to contact JoAnna? It's a mystery. Do they know each other? JoAnna never mentioned him. "I will tell her that you said thanks."
"You know her?" It was obvious that Jeff is doubting her.
"Yes."
"How can you be sure that it's the same JoAnna?"
Sarah grimaced, and Aiden had trouble containing laughter. The whole situation was very comical. Sarah knows better than to give her sister's information without permission, but she can still say something. "Because JoAnna is my sister."
There was some silence before Jeff spoke: "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm quite sure I know who my sister is.", Sarah found his question silly.
"No... are you sure that is the same person?", Jeff needed to confirm. He needed to make sure that is the same person.
"JoAnna, blue eyes, about my height... actually we look alike quite a bit... she has a perky personality. Did I miss anything?"
"Oh, that is her!" Jeff exhaled in relief and then there was a sound of chuckling coming from the phone.
Sarah looked at the phone, confused before exchanging looks with Aiden. 'Did he chuckle?'
Sarah cleared her throat. "If you want to thank her, send flowers to Franciscan Medical Center for JoAnna Hill."
'JoAnna Hill', Jeff was happy that he knows her last name. He wanted to say that he sent flowers, but JoAnna didn't call him back, even when he put his phone number on the card... but he could not say that. What if he tells Sarah that he might like JoAnna, then will she give him JoAnna's phone number? No, no, no... Sarah met Isabella last night... He can't let Sarah know that he wants to get close to JoAnna in order to examine his own feelings. And it seems he can't tell his brother either because he shares everything with Sarah. This thought got him upset. "Aiden... brother... "
"Yes?"
"You traitor!", Jeff growled and hanged up.
Aiden and Sarah looked at each other, confused.
"What was that?" Sarah asked.
"I don't know ..." Aiden's face changed as he remembered what Sarah did to wake him up. Slowly, he kept his phone back on the side table and turned to Sarah. "I expect you to explain... how did you get the idea to bite me as a wakeup call? Do you know how sensitive this is?" He pointed where she bit him.
Sarah tilted her head lightly. "Are you serious? Don't exaggerate..."
Aiden's face darkened as he pulled Sarah's arms above her head and climbed on top of her in one swift move. With one arm he held her hands, while his legs pinned hers down and his head moved toward her armpit area. His breath tickled her, and she giggled in anticipation of his teeth on her skin. His face hovered, less than an inch from her body, and he didn't move while she held her breath.
"Come on, already!", she cried, as the suspense was too much for her to handle.
Aiden's head lifted just enough for Sarah to meet his eyes which showed how much he wanted her.
She could not see his lips, but she could tell that his devilish smile was on and she inhaled sharply. Oh, how much she loves that smile...
Sarah was not prepared for what came next. Aiden's tongue moved slowly, tantalizing her skin from the edge of her breast over the armpit and ended somewhere mid-way over her triceps. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and a loud moan escaped her, while nerves in her armpit area screamed for more. 'This feeling... so intense...?' She gasped.
His lips took the same way back, kisses mixed with gentle bites made her body twist trying to escape sensory overload while at the same time screaming for more. Once he reached her breast, he looked up at Sarah and saw that she is lost in carnal desire. Satisfied with her reaction, he released her arms and legs which immediately wrapped around his body pulling him in.
'Yes, this is the reaction I wanted...', those were his last thoughts before his mind was engulfed by the sensation of the woman under him.