no. I hadn’t thought about that. I’ve bathed hundreds of patients before but this… this is the most eligible bachelor in the country! I’ll just have to keep my mind on the job. “Okay… I will update you.” “Maybe you could send a photo?” “Talk to you later,” I stop her questions going any further. “Alright bye. And Lara?” “Yes?” “Try to have a little bit of fun.” I hang up the phone and grab my suitcases and drag them towards the door before I take one last glance at my apartment. I won’t be seeing this place for two weeks but I can’t exactly say that I will miss it.
Chapter 3
Pulling up to the apartment building forty-five minutes later, I park in the underground garage. I grab my suitcases out of my trunk and drag them over the elevator. Taking a deep breath, I try to calm myself as the elevator button lights up on each floor before stopping at the top. The elevator doors open and there is only one door in front of me. I buzz the intercom. “Who is it?” asks a female voice through the intercom. “Hi. It’s Lara, the nurse,” I reply. “Come on in,” says the voice. I turn the doorknob and drag my two suitcases through the door and kick the door shut behind me. I turn to get a view of the penthouse and my mouth falls open. Oh wow… It is stunning. The view out the windows is breathtaking. There’s even a waterfall in the middle of the enormous living room. Archer is stretched across a white couch and a maid is holding a glass of juice, with a straw in it, to his mouth. I can tell by the look on her face that it isn’t the first time that she has done this for him but I’m sure that she didn’t mind. “Hello Nurse Lara, leave your bags right there. One of the maids will take them to your room in the back,” he says. “Have a seat.” One of the maids? How many does he have?! I leave my suitcases by the door and go take a seat beside him. He smiles at me but it looks strained and I can tell that he’s in a lot of pain. “When was the last time you took any pain medication?” “Right before I left the hospital,” he says and tries to adjust a little bit but I can see that it only causes him even more pain. I nod my head and stand up to look him over. “You really shouldn’t be lying down on the couch without some type of support under your back because it’ll make your injury even worse and you’ll be back in the hospital before you know it.” I grab one of the plush throw pillows from the chair and begin to gently place it under his back. He winces a little but then I see the pain ease away from his face and I sit back down beside him. “Waste no time starting the job, huh?” he asks with a smile. “It’s what you’re paying me to do. Out of interest, how much are you paying me for this week?” I ask. “Because you never actually said the amount.” “Six thousand dollars. So three thousand each week,” he says with a smile. My eyes get wide - that is about eight of my checks combined. “Wow,” I whisper under my breath. “I like to pay the people that work for me very well,” he says as he motions for his maid to go away. She moves and takes my bags towards the back of the penthouse. I smile at him. “That’s good to know because right now I just need all the money that I can get.” “Since you’re going to be working for me and living in my house for a while, I would like to get to know you a little better. I don’t want it to seem as if we’re going to be strangers tip toeing around each other. And since my back is out, I know that we’ll have to be in some pretty intimate positions together and it will be best if we got to know each other now, before any of those situations present themselves. I know that you’re a nurse and professional. And you are trained for this but it still helps to know the person you are going to be treating,” he