18
Beautiful, hot, Exciting...
Dr. Premsinee couldn't help but smile when she thought of the words from someone confident in themselves. She admitted that she was indeed beautiful and sexy, but she wasn't so sure about being exciting.
The bedroom door opened as the room's owner wanted to go out and relax by watching TV in the living room. Dr. Premsinee never forgot to wear a robe every time she stepped out. But what made her steps halt was the sight of the person already sitting there, causing her to blink in surprise. Today, she was in simple nightwear.
Just a tank top and shorts, not the usual revealing see-through nightgown.
But something made her face feel hot... properly?
"Do you want to watch something, P' Prem?"
"Just watch whatever you want."
"Then I'll continue with my series."
"Yeah."
Dr. Premsinee glanced at the TV screen showing a foreign detective series that seemed to captivate the actress. Initially, she thought the actress would watch dramas she starred in or romantic series, but she preferred something more thrilling than she'd imagined.
"Who do you think is the villain, the man on the street or the woman?"
The actress's question made Dr. Premsinee, who was about to read a book, change her mind and look at the TV screen showing an interrogation scene that the man on the street and the woman who was the deceased's lover.
To say she was interested in the TV would be inaccurate as she was secretly watching the beautiful-faced woman intensely focused on the series. The serious expression on this woman's face was quite captivating.
"Maybe the man on the street. He seems strong enough to kill."
"But I think it's the woman. It seems more complicated."
"Complicated?"
"The woman might have an affair and conspired with him to kill her husband."
"Eh...? Why are you lying down?"
"P' Prem, your lap is soft. Just borrowing it for a bit."
Dr. Premsinee tried to move away from the person lying down on her lap but had to give in because the other wouldn't let her move. Her eyes focused on the TV, and the murmuring about the series made her smile unconsciously.
But she was slightly startled when her hand was grabbed, prompting her to voice a mild protest. It seemed futile as her hand was held near the neck, and the person kept kissing her hand frequently, making her more aware of her strange feelings.
"Your hand is so soft and smells nice. Do all doctors have soft hands?"
"I don't know."
"I thought I took good care of myself, but compared to you, P' Prem, I fall short."
"Are you watching the series or not?"
"Yes, I am. Maybe I should switch to using the same lotion as you, P' Prem." She continued to examine the doctor's soft hand with interest. The series was interesting, but the soft, fragrant hand was much more so. She decided to observe the skincare routine secretly next time.
The TV continued with the characters' dialogue, answering the investigation team's questions, but Dr. Premsinee wasn't paying attention. She was looking down at the woman lying on her lap, trying to understand her increasingly complex feelings. Initially, she thought this woman was here to cause trouble to help her close friend, but something in her heart told her there was more to it.
She'd already told her she wouldn't go back to marry that man. To believe in what she said, did they have to stay close like shadows? More importantly, her words often made her rethink and examine her feelings.
'You're mine...'
These words made her feel a mix of emotions. No one had ever expressed their feelings as straightforwardly as this woman. It seemed like she did everything to stay close to her, but another part of her still didn't believe it, thinking she did it for her close friend.
"P' Prem, are you sleepy?"
"Hmm?"
"You've been quiet. The case's mystery is solved now."
"So, who did it?"
"You weren't really watching, were you? I thought you were... The woman did it. She conspired with her adulterer to kill her husband for the insurance money."
"Complicated... Do you like watching this kind of series?" Dr. Premsinee couldn't help but ask when she saw the actress's eyes light up as she talked about detective series.
"My dad likes to watch them with me, so I grew to like them."
"Hmm, I'll go to bed first."
Dr. Premsinee walked into the bedroom, but Naphak sat still, pondering what she'd just heard. She couldn't believe it; it was the first time she heard the doctor refer to herself as 'Prem' in such a gentle tone. Did this mean their relationship was getting closer?
She was no longer a woman the doctor didn't want to know.
"Oh, I'm so happy!" She decided not to tease and to act sweetly. The doctor would surely soften more. But for now, she hurried to follow her to bed.
The bedroom light was turned off, leaving only the small bedside lamp. Naphak couldn't help but peek at the doctor lying on her side with her back turned. The doctor slept in this position every night. She woke up later in the morning, so she never saw if the doctor changed her sleeping position.
The lamp was turned off, leaving only darkness and two women lying still on the bed. But Naphak slowly turned to face the doctor's back.
A smile appeared on her beautiful face as she decided to move closer until she could smell the faint fragrance she assumed was Dr. Premsinee's natural scent, which she liked very much.
"P' Prem, can I hug you?"
Every night, she kept a distance, but tonight, there was no gap.
She wrapped her arms around the slim waist, but what made Dr.
Premsinee lie still was the lips that repeatedly kissed her shoulder and the face resting on her back, making her unable to think.
She didn't pull away or struggle to get out of the embrace.
"P' Prem..."
Naphak's soft voice made Dr. Premsinee sigh deeply before turning to face her in the darkness. Even in the dark, their eyes adjusted to see the faint outlines of each other.
The soft lips moved closer, making Naphak's heart race. It didn't take long for her wish to come true when a kiss in the dark began slowly, initiated by Dr. Premsinee herself. Naphak responded to the sweet touch bit by bit, as it seemed the doctor just wanted to learn how to kiss, not a passionate kiss like someone experienced.
"P' Prem..."
"Stop talking. Go to sleep."
After the kiss, she turned her back again and told her not to speak.
It seemed the doctor was still learning.
Naphak didn't insist on making Dr. Premsinee turn back. Tonight, she was already overjoyed. She got a kiss, and the doctor allowed her to hug, even if it was just from behind.
Wearing simple nightwear improved their relationship unexpectedly.
If she'd known, she wouldn't have bothered with the revealing see-through nightgowns.
On Dr. Premsinee's weekend, Naphak learned many things about the beautiful doctor. What she thought contradicted what she saw.
At first, she thought the doctor would sleep in on weekends, but she woke up early as usual. The same breakfast of whole wheat bread with jam and a glass of fresh orange juice before changing into workout clothes to go to the condo's fitness room made her rush to her room to change and follow her.
Naphak let out a small sigh when she saw the treadmill next to Dr. Premsinee was available. She quickly took the spot next to her. With such a disciplined workout routine, no wonder the doctor's figure was flawless, perhaps even better than hers. Lately, she'd been exercising less, focusing on calorie control and light weight training for modeling jobs.
After just twelve minutes, Naphak had to slow down the treadmill and breathe heavily as sweat poured out. She eventually had to stop the treadmill and hold onto the rail, feeling her heart rate was too fast.
It wasn't just Naphak who noticed her abnormal condition. Dr. Premsinee, who was running on the treadmill, slowed down and eventually stopped when she saw the woman beside her looking more exhausted than usual.
"Are you okay?"
"Keep running, P' Prem. I'm just a bit too tired," Naphak smiled at the questioner before moving to sit on the rest chair.
But Dr. Premsinee didn't return to her treadmill. She quickly grabbed the left wrist of the woman, trying to catch her breath without saying a word, giving her a look that said not to ask anything right now.
Dr. Premsinee furrowed her brow slightly at the other's pulse, which seemed faster than the normal range for someone who exercises regularly. However, this actress had never shown any symptoms that made her suspicious, except for this time when she seemed unusually tired for someone who exercises frequently. Most celebrities in the entertainment industry, especially someone like her who had been voted the third hottest woman by a men's magazine, should be exercising quite a bit.
"Does this happen often when you exercise?"
"No, it just started recently."
"How long has it been?"
"I haven't really noticed. When I started getting tired easily, I just controlled my calorie intake instead."
Naphak smiled at the beautiful doctor, who maintained a neutral expression, but she knew that behind that face, the doctor was definitely pondering something.
"Try to remember as best as you can. How many times have you felt this kind of tiredness, difficulty breathing, like something is blocking you?"
"P' Prem, it's a holiday today."
"A doctor has no holidays. Let me check your pulse again."
Dr. Premsinee smiled at the actress, who was staring at her face. The pulse was not as fast as the first time, which eased Dr. Premsinee's mind a bit. Perhaps the actress had been away from exercise for a while, and running at her usual speed made her tire more easily than usual.
The doctor was concerned about the easy fatigue, but Naphak was happy that the doctor smiled at her and spoke in a soft voice as if they were close friends. Moreover, the doctor held her hand and even gently massaged her palm.
How could she not be thrilled?
making Naphak fall for her more each day?
"P' Prem, you can go back to exercising. I'll wait around here."
"Pat, you better go back and rest. You still don't look well."
"You called me Pat..." It was the first time Dr. Premsinee said her name. If she wasn't afraid of people looking, she would've jumped and cheered with joy.
"I can call me something else." "The same is fine. It's much cuter this way." Dr. Premsinee didn't say anything else and walked out of the fitness room. On a holiday morning, there weren't many people exercising yet, so she didn't feel uncomfortable walking close to the beautiful actress from the entertainment industry.
"I'm going to the hospital."
"Why? You said it's a holiday."
"To get you checked."
"Get me checked? What for?" She was confused. Suddenly, the beautiful doctor said she'd take her to get checked for a disease.
"Heart rate. Your father had this condition."
"And how does that relate to me?"
"Sometimes we don't know we have a chance of having an irregular heartbeat. This disease can be hereditary."
What was supposed to be a relaxing day turned into the actress being subtly forced to become Dr. Premsinee's patient. She couldn't refuse and had to undergo various tests as ordered by the doctor. She didn't know what all the tests were, only that there were colorful wires attached to her chest. While the doctor wasn't bothered that Naphak took off her bra, the villainess was so embarrassed that she felt her face heat up.
After the tests were done, she went back to the doctor's office. She just sat quietly, watching the doctor read a paper that looked like a heart rate graph.
Even when the doctor looked serious, she was still captivating.
Maybe she was a Dr. Premsinee maniac.
"Hmm, nothing abnormal. The heart waves are normal, and the pulse rhythm is normal too. It might be that you're just tired from exercising."
"Maybe I need to start exercising again so you can see that I'm normal."
"You need to observe yourself carefully. Sometimes, we don't know we have an irregular heartbeat. Some people have it so bad they faint, like your father. But some people have minor irregularities, only during certain times or activities."
"You're making me stressed. It's already afternoon. Let's go eat something."
"A nearby restaurant."
"Okay, after eating, we can go back and rest."
Dr. Premsinee and the actress walked out of the hospital together. But for Dr. Fahlada, who had a management meeting today and saw her friend's back, she wondered who the woman walking beside Dr. Premsinee was. If she'd come earlier, she might've seen more, but now she only saw their backs.
Normally, if it wasn't a close friend or someone intimate, Dr. Premsinee would never show such behavior. The woman walking beside her friend felt unfamiliar. It couldn't be Dr. Melanee, so who was this person?
Her curiosity grew because her friend came to the hospital on a holiday. If there wasn't an emergency case, they'd usually rest to relieve work stress.
But Dr. Fahlada's curiosity had to stop when her sister called her to the meeting room. She'd ask Dr. Premsinee later. Maybe it was a relative of her friend coming for treatment. She could tell her friend not to worry and proceed with the treatment as needed.
After the day of the heart wave test as Dr. Premsinee wanted, it'd been almost a week that Naphak had to rush filming to meet the broadcast's schedule. The rush was actually a good thing for her.
When Dr. Premsinee gave her the code to enter the private room, maybe she tired of having to answer her late-night calls to open the door, she still felt that many of Dr. Premsinee's actions were no longer like when they didn't want to know each other.
Today was another day she returned to the room almost at eleven, almost wanting to collapse on the sofa in the living room. But the habit of cleaning herself after coming back, as the doctor always reminded her, made Naphak, whose eyes were almost closing, walk to the bathroom to clean herself as if her subconscious was telling her to maintain cleanliness.
Because if she wasn't clean, Dr. Premsinee mightn't let her into the bedroom.
Naphak, who was about to close her eyes after stretching out on the sofa in the living room, was startled when she saw someone standing there. When did Dr. Premsinee come in? She should be asleep by now.
"Did you drink?"
"Just a little. I already took a shower. Why can you still smell it?" Naphak exhaled into her palm and sniffed to make sure.
"If you're tired, go sleep in the room." Dr. Premsinee said and quickly turned her face away. This might be the first time she'd felt worried about this woman because it'd been almost a week since she'd returned late at night.
Naphak didn't get up as Dr. Premsinee wanted but instead grabbed the doctor's soft hand and gently pulled, causing the doctor to lose balance and fall onto her.
"P' Prem..."
Their eyes met, and neither knew what the other was thinking. Dr. Premsinee looked at the beautiful face she was lying on and tried to pull herself away but couldn't because the actress's arms were wrapped around her.
Various feelings flowed in, making her unsure of herself. She closed her eyes to block out the images that started from this woman ruining the wedding until now, making her heart beat differently and confusing her feelings too much.
"Let go..."
The soft voice that came out was swallowed immediately as her lips were pressed shut. Dr. Premsinee tried to push herself away from the gentle kiss, fearing that if she let it go on, she'd respond to the kiss like before. Even though she was confident in her feelings, thinking she wouldn't be swayed by a woman, now she wasn't so sure.
From initially trying to reject the touch, Dr. Premsinee began to respond and reciprocate the familiar kiss. She even started to initiate, letting go of the conflicting thoughts that made her feel at odds with her feelings.
Their lips continued to move together, taking turns leading and following, as if they'd learned each other's kiss without realizing it. Even though Dr. Premsinee let go of her thoughts, deep down, she was still confused by what was happening.
It wasn't that she didn't understand the relationship between women, but she never thought she'd like a woman or want to try dating one like her close friends. Now, her thoughts were always conflicting. And the woman who made her confused was the one who ruined the wedding, causing it to be canceled.
Most importantly, she got close to her and annoyed her for her friend's sake, didn't she?
"P' Prem, I …"
The soft, raspy voice brought Dr. Premsinee back from her confused thoughts to focus on the woman in front of her. What puzzled her even more was how she ended up sitting and kissing this actress. Just a moment ago, she was lying on top of her. Was she so lost in her confusion that she acted without realizing it?
Or was it the feelings inside her that made her give in to the intoxicating touch?
"Enough," she said.
"Please, stopping now wouldn't be as torturous for you as it is for me, would it?"
The actress's pleading eyes, combined with the way she guided Dr. Premsinee's hand inside her shirt to touch her chest, made everything clear. Unlike the night when their physical relationship began—something she could blame on alcohol—she was fully aware now.
Dr. Premsinee couldn't help but blush as she moved her hand to touch the actress's chest, eliciting a soft, sweet sound that made her want to smile. The more she moved her hand, the louder the tantalizing sounds became.
Was she trying to learn to ease her confusion?
Or was everything she did driven by the feelings in her heart that were becoming harder to deny?