I looked at the weak man in front of me and for the second time without thinking, I made the stupid decision and told the guard to leave the room.

Once again the urge of helping Brandon was more important than keeping myself safe.

The guard left the room with the door closed behind him and Brandon and I remained in the same place as before.

Knowing that I was now alone with him again, bring me a natural reaction of heart race but the feeling of brutal fear still didn't come to me.

"Does it feel easier now that we're alone, Brandon?" I said, still with a friendly voice.

Suddenly, Brandon took a small step forward while he nodded his head. I didn't even take a step back, it was like I wanted him to come closer to me, it was like I wanted to experience that scary feeling of excitement and adrenaline while he violated me.

"The way I feel when I'm without you, Beverly is unexplainable. But when you're gone, I'm gone. When you're not here, I could kill every god damn person inside of this hospital without hesitating even for a second, but when you're here, I suddenly feel like I'm home and safe in my own body, like I have a personality and not just a peel of skin with evilness inside of it. I feel feelings when you're near"

The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy at the moment and I tried my very best not to completely fall for the attractive man's words.

Everything he said made me feel bad for him, like he didn't deserve to be there because he was able to feel and he knew that what he had done was evil and wrong.

I took a step closer to him while I figured out what to say.

"The only thing I want to do is help you, Brandon. Please let me do that?"

The beautiful man looked at me from head to toe with big eyes. He looked so sad yet so relieved in some way.

This time he was the one taking a step closer to me again and I still didn't feel afraid, not even a little bit.

"Then don't leave me again,"

Brandon's voice was so low but due to the short distance between us, I could still hear what he was saying.

His words made my stomach twist and turn once again and my eyes got wide open. I didn't know what to do now.

The way he spoke to me made me weak and every part of my body wanted to accept his requesting statement.

As it was now my turn, I took another tiny step towards him, and now we were standing so close that we were almost touching.

I knew I shouldn't be that close to him, his tendency of impulse and terrifying actions had already told me that. But I couldn't resist the proximity. I could feel the scent of him from the small distance between us, a mixture of lavender fragranced hospital soap and sweat. It was intriguing and different, but it was also perfect. Because it was his smell.

I could hear Brandon's breathing and I was sure he could hear mine as well.

My knees started to give up. This was too much. The strangest combination of feelings sucked the energy out of me, as did his penetrating gaze when he strained his dark eyes and looked right through my innocent soul.

He moved his gaze repeatedly from my eyes to look down on my burning lips and I pretended not to notice.

But when he let his tongue slide over his own plump and dark rosy lips while he looked at mine, I couldn't do anything else than whiff out the heavy air I had collected in my lungs. I couldn't hold my breath anymore even if I wanted to, because that was the only thing that kept me in control. Within the second I cleared my lungs from the intoxicated air, I understood that I had now lost.

At this moment I didn't care if he noticed my weakness. I only wanted to show him how much I actually wanted to help him for real, not only as his treater but as a person who actually cared for him...

Brandon made a move towards me again and now our bodies were really touching. I bit my teeth together and widened my eyes. I didn't know what to expect next.

With his chest against my own, and his hands slightly touching mine, I looked up at the taller man with nervosity.

In a careful move, he moved his hand in the direction of my face and grabbed a loop of my blonde hair to gently pull it behind my ear. His touch made me shiver. His hand was cold and so gentle. It was just a graze of touch, but it was enough to make me melt.

Once again I had to clear my lungs from being completely tied up. My chest was uptight and my heart was racing, I needed to breathe.

I closed my eyes for only a short second as an attempt to assemble my nerves but it didn't have much of an effect.

I looked up at him again, big curious and nervous doe eyes searched for his eye contact.

I got what I wanted, he answered by connecting his eyes to mine again and it was almost like they were magnetic. They searched their way to get completely stuck with each other, so hard to tear them apart...

Without warning, Brandon slowly leaned his head forward and reached for my exposed ear.

He stopped when his wet lip slightly brushed my earlobe and I could hear him swallow. The whole world stopped in front of me. I was dragged into the attraction and there was no way to get out of it.

"I want to show you that you can trust me, Beverly"

The shivers slunk down my spine and an aching feeling reached my ovaries. The blood pumped through every vein.

It was almost painful.

I shrugged while I took a deep breath. I didn't want him to hear my heavily affected lungs depurate my airways, but I had to keep myself alive. I was too curious about where this moment would lead.

After the situation the week before, I was sure that I could trust him with not hurting me and that was the most important part.

I tied my fists and let my nails dig into the plates of my hands.

"I do trust you, Brandon..."

My realistic whispering suddenly made everything around us disappear. His nose was now stroking the side of mine and his forehead leaned against my own.

His dark eyes were too close to me now. I didn't think it was possible to intrude my insides more than he already had, but once again I was wrong about him.

Brandon's nose moved in slow, gentle motions against mine and my heart skipped a beat to the arousal appearing by the feeling of his breath against my skin. With my mouth open, I breathed out heavily as another try to settle. But with the most sudden second, I noticed how Brandon's lips got roughly pressed against my own without any warning.

The arousal filled my body up and I answered the kiss more willingly than I had ever expected.

Without thinking for a second that this was the worst thing I could ever do, I let the moment flow with our lips attached against each other.

I placed my hand on his warm chest and I felt his heartbeat through the white cloth of his t-shirt. A small moan left my mouth between our kiss and once again my skin created tiny bumps all over it.

The blood in my veins was now pumping more aggressively through my whole body and I could feel how the thousands of sensitive nerves in my lower regions started to pulsate as they got filled up with blood.

This was the last thing I ever thought would happen, but in some way, I wasn't really surprised either...

I knew that I missed something while I was home from work, I knew that I felt something different in the vicinity of Brandon and I knew that he felt the same around me. I just never wanted to admit it to myself, because this was the least acceptable thing you could do as a nurse.

To have intercourse with a patient.