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Chapter 20

�What do you mean you can tell me what room he�s in. Twenty minutes ago, I asked you the same question and you gave me the same answer!� My voice becomes slightly elevated as my annoyance of these nurses grow. �Now, I�m going to ask again. What room is Pacey Witter in.�

She looks at me and says sweetly, �I�m sorry ma�am, we don�t have the rights to tell you that information.� I would really like to wrap my hands around�Stop it Joey.

�Well, why the fuck not? Huh?� I ask her with flames in my eyes.

�Watch your language.� She scolds me. This is just great.

�Well I wouldn�t have to use such language if you could just answer my question.�

�And I told you my answer.� She turned her nose up and put her back to me. I have so many names that I could call her right�Stop. Okay. Just stop. Ugh.

�I�m his wife.� Well, not really. �Okay, his wife and I want to know what room he is in now.�

�Well, why didn�t you say so in the first place?� She starts typing in the information on the computer.

�Say what, that I�m his wife? I told you that the first time I asked.� Argh. I could really do some damage right now.

�Sorry for the trouble. He�s in room 115.� I turn around and begin to walk away. �Have a nice day.� Nice day my ass.

I walk down the corridor and the hospital smell that I hate so much, is really starting to get to me. I look for room 115. 110. 112. Oh, he�s on the other side. 113. 115. Ah, his room. I walk in and he�s just laying there, sleeping. Well, at least the outburst I had back there didn�t wake him up. I smile to myself. He looks so peaceful. I pull up a chair and I reach for his hand as I lay a kiss on the inside of his palm. I look up at his face as do this and I can see the corners of his lips turn upwards, but quickly goes back down. I kiss him again, and he starts to smile. I know he�s awake so I run my tongue down the length of his thumb. He�s trying so hard not to smile. I take his forefinger and I suck it into my mouth and I run my tongue against the length of it.

I can see his eyes move beneath his lids, so I start nibbling on his finger. Then I stop. I drop his hand and I walk out the door.
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Oof! What did I just run into? There�s a pair of hands steadying me. I look up, �Oh, hey Ben. Sorry about that.�

�It wasn�t your fault, I wasn�t looking where I was going.� He smiles.

�Well I wasn�t looking where I was going either.� I look up and I see his eyes. He�s been crying. �What happened?� I lead him over to the chairs outside of Pacey�s room. I sit down and he follows suit. �You wanna tell me about it?�

�When I asked her about it, she grew silent. I knew right then that the baby wasn�t mine.� He paused, �Then I told that she might as well tell me the truth since she already gave away the answer. And�and she told me. The�uh, baby, it�it isn�t mine.�

He looks up at me and I take his hand in mine. �You really loved her didn�t you?�

�Yeah I did. Everything I worked so hard for is ruined because she had an affair.�

�Have you thought about forgiving her, or are you going straight for the divorce.�

�I don�t think I can leave her right now. Maybe after the baby has grown a little. I couldn�t just leave her. She�ll need my help.�

�Maybe in time you could learn to forgive her?�

�Maybe.� He takes a breath. �Thanks Joey, but I better get back to her.�

�Good luck.�

�Thanks. Bye.�

�Bye.� He walks away and I get up to go back into Pacey. I wonder if he�s awake yet? Maybe he thought it was a dream. Heh. Heh. I walk back in and he�s still sleeping. I think I�ll try a different approach to waking him up.

I walk over him and I sit in the chair I left there earlier. I situate myself so I can lay my head down on his pillow. I move my lips close to his ear and whisper, �Pace, it�s time to wake-up.� He doesn�t respond so lick the outer edge of his ear, like what he did to me in the elevator. I suck his lobe into my mouth and I start to nibble as I look up at him and he�s looking down on me. I stop.

�I didn�t say you had to stop.� He grins wickedly.

�Yeah, but if I didn�t stop, I can�t do this.� And I kiss him. Genitally at first, then he kisses me back with such force I moan and cause him to grunt. He slips one hand around the back of my neck as the other one rests on my hip. I cup his cheek with my one hand. I use the other for support.

�Ahem.� Yet again, we�re interrupted. What is it with us and hosiptals?