Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse
Chapter 169: Harassment

Chapter 169: Harassment

I didn’t do mornings. Or at least not willingly.

You would think that the number of times I had to be up at the ass crack of dawn to have breakfast made, laundry going, and the cleaning started, I would be used to it.

But no, I hated mornings with a passion.

And yet, the good doctor seemed to love them.

I didn’t even have to open my eyes to know that he was practically bouncing on his fancy shoes or that there was a giant smile on his face as he watched me. No, I could feel that shit from where I was.

And all without coffee in him. It was sickening.

"Do you enjoy watching someone sleep, doctor?" I asked, my voice raspier than I intended. However, at this ungodly hour, he was lucky I was actually speaking.

"You would be the first," he admitted, the soles of his shoes hardly making any noise. In fact, if I hadn’t been so trained to wake up at the slightest disturbance, I might not have even known he was there.

Wait...

The picture of him watching his patients as they slept made me want to commit murder... my only problem was that I didn’t know if I wanted to kill them for attracting him or him for being attracted.

Either way, if he had said anything other than me being his first, I was going to be cranky.

The creature deep inside of me seemed to nod her head in agreement, her bright red eyes narrowing as she merged her presence with mine. Yeah... that wasn’t going to be good for anyone.

"I better be the only," I sneered, still not bothering to open my eyes. Seriously, if Beau had any chance of surviving life with me in it, he really needed to keep his mouth shut about other women...

Or men.

I was very inclusive when it came to my jealousy it appeared.

"Now Pudding Pop," chuckled Beau, his voice becoming deeper, darker. My brows scrunched as I tried to remember why that name sounded so familiar... and that voice. "You know that when it comes to you, there is no one else. You are definitely my favorite indulgence."

My eyes sprung open as his words flowed over me. "Gluttony?!?" I demanded, sitting up in bed as I turned to the doctor. "Is that you?"

"Live and in the flesh," he purred. It was weird seeing Beau’s mouth moving and that seductive look in his eyes but knowing that that was one of MY demons inside his body. "Well, this meat sack’s flesh. Is it up to your standard? If not, I can always find another one. Now that we are on this side of the mirror, we can switch at will."

"Gluttony?" I whispered, my voice cracking. "You really came for me?" On shaking legs, I got out of bed and tried to fix my hair as best I could. I wanted to look good for him. I needed to look good for him.

"Oh, Pudding Pop," smiled Gluttony as he held his arms out in front of him. "I’ll always come for you. I’m sorry that it took so long. There were issues at home that required a lot more energy than we thought... but you were such a good girl and gave us everything we needed and more. Thanks to you, we are here."

No longer caring about how I looked, I sprinted across the room and launched myself into Gluttony’s open arms. Wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, I held him as tight as I could.

"Gluttony," I whispered into his neck before kissing his skin.

Gluttony hummed as he wrapped one arm around my back and the other one under my ass. "I’m here."

"Gluttony," I whispered again as tears started to gather in my eyes. I tried my best not to let them fall. After all, tears did nothing for a situation but make things worse, but I couldn’t stop.

Gluttony let out a low chuckle as he let out another hum and squeezed me even tighter.

"Gluttony, Gluttony, Gluttony, Gluttony," I chanted, giving him a kiss wherever I could reach every time I said his name. The tears were flowing freely right now, but I ignored it.

Gluttony was here.

On Earth.

In my room.

Holding me.

I had done it. I had granted enough wishes, got enough power, and now, my Sin was here.

"It’s okay, Pudding Pop," murmured Gluttony low as he adjusted his grip so that he could stroke my hair. "You don’t have to worry about anything. I am here, and not even all the legions of Hell can take me away. Do you understand?"

He tried to pull away just enough to be able to see my face, but I wasn’t having it. If I had my way, I would become a parasite and cling to him for the rest of my life.

Like a flea... or a tick.

But it would have to be one of the cute ones.

"Gluttony," I whispered, not really replying to his statement. I tightened my arms and legs around him, promising myself that I was never going to let him out of my eyesight again. "You didn’t leave me."

I could feel him gearing up to answer me, but before he could say anything, the door to my room burst open, and Marcus stood in the doorway, staring at us.

Lifting my head off of Gluttony’s shoulder, my eyes narrowed on the man who dared interrupt.

"What the fuck is going on here?" he demanded, his face turning red as he put his hands on his hips. "Doctor Landry, put her down this instant! I am going to have your medical license revoked for this..."

Marcus’ hand waved wildly as he tried to put into words what he was seeing. "This—harassment."

Seriously?

If anyone was harassing the good doctor it was clearly me.

And I wasn’t so much harassing him as I was clinging to him for dear life while I kissed every part of him that I could touch.

Then again, he was now officially mine. I could do whatever I wanted to do with him whenever I wanted to do it, and he should get with the picture and let me.

But before I could do that, I had to deal with the man in front of me.