The accidential Hacker

Harriet is a struggling painter.. One day she accidentially hacks into someone computer and it turns her whole life upside down


29. Forced to rest


*Zac POV*

Filming is wrapped up early and Harriet goes with me to see a local doctor. He looks to be in his early 60s I guess, a friendly man who I imagined has been practising here most of his life. After examining me he asks about my diet, exercise, and work.

"I'm fairly certain you have a virus, perhaps even the flu. Either way, you need to rest. I understand the extreme weight loss is under supervision, and temporary, but when you're sick you need the extra reserves and you currently don't have any. I can tell from her face you have a very worried girlfriend here". He says as he gesturs to Harriet and she nods. "You must rest. I'm giving you a certificate for two days and then I want to see vou again." 

 I start to protest, but the doktor cuts me off. "This piece of paper means you can't work. If I have to I'll make it a week. I know you don't want to let anyone down, but you will if you have to do the whole movie like this. I'm surprised you can even stand up and think straight."

I force a smile, not wanting to let Harriet or the doctor know that both of those activities are getting increasingly difficult. As we leave, I hand her the car keys and sigh sadly. "Can you drive please?"

"Of course baby. For the next two days you do nothing, ok? I'm keeping you in bed". She tells me, looking rather stern.


 *Harri POV*

"Ahhh Darling. Under any other circumstance that would be heaven." He says teasingly, but I see him

wince as he gets in the car. Tears stings my eyes again and I wipe my face angrily. "You're mad at me". He says softly.

"No. A little. I am, yes. But only for being so committed you can't see when you need to stop". I tell him honestly. I can't stand the thought of something happening to him.

"I'm sorry Baby. You're right, but I just want to get this right." He says, biting his lip.

"You will. But not if you're in hospital. Or worse."  I sniffle and Zac suppresses a slight chuckle, causing me to glare at him. "You look that bad Zachary. If you didn't see a doctor and rest I was going to call your sister. I still might".

"I'll be good, I promise". He says slumping back in the seat, closing his eyes.

Zac directs me to his house in Louisiana. It is a standalone house with a yard and a pool, and a southern older style open house with verandahs all the way around. Dusk was settling as we drive in, leaving pink and purple streaks across the sky. "Wow." I say as I park the car. I look at Zac. "Since being with you I need a new word for wow". I laugh.

Inside I go straight to the kitchen and is pleased to find all the ingredients for chicken soup in the fridge. I start cutting vegetables while the chicken is poaching, suddenly Zac stand behind me. "Darling I'm really not hungry, I just want to go to bed."

"To sleep, or take me to bed?" I ask without looking up from what I am doing.

"Both." He whispers softly in my ear, one hand sliding up to cup my breast.

"Forget it Mr Levi, not in the shape you are in, I would fear you ended up with a heart attack, we can snuggle, but if you want that, you need to eat first. Even if its only a little bit. It's within your calorie limit, I promise".

"Okay". He pouts, letting go of me. "But then you'll come to bed with me and snuggle ?"

"Yep. I'll be all yours." I tell him. It's not that I don't want more than snuggling, but I am scared I could actually hurt him.

While the soup is simmering, I go exploring and find the bathroom. I set up Zac with a bowl of soup while I run him a hot bath and go to the bedroom to unpack some of my things. When I am done I go back to the kitchen. "That was delicious, darling. Thank you. I think I feel better already". He stand up and pulls me close to him.

"You're not fooling me that easily, Levi. Come on". I lead him to the bathroom and watches him slide into the hot water before heading back to the bedroom, ignoring his protests.

When everything is done I wait in the bedroom and he com in wearing only a towel draped around his waist. He smiles when he sees that I have already helped myself to my favourite pajamas - one of his worn T-shirt and a pair of panties.

I can see his hip, rib and collar bones, and while I am not any less attracted to him, I feel awful that he has to do this to himself for a film. I tell him to lay down in the middle of the bed, face down, and grab a bottle of massage oil, warming it between my hands.

I move slowly, starting just below his hairline, working down his neck to his shoulders, down his arms to his fingertips. I love doing this for him. It is sensual and give me a chance to explore every inch of his body using only the touch of my fingers. I move back up to his shoulders, then down the middle of his upper back, spreading out to the sides over his shoulder blades and down to his ribs. Back to the middle of his spine, I trail down over his lower back and bottom, firmly kneading his thighs, calves and feet, all the way to his toes.

Turning him to his back, I work back up from his feet, massaging his shins, quads and up to his abdomen, deliberately ignoring his erection. I rub over his ribs and up to his chest, avoiding his nipples, back up

to his shoulders and neck. 

 When I lay don't next to him, snuggling into his side, he moans theatrically. "You are evil woman, I tell you, evil. No thank you baby, it really helped on the sore muscles". He says kissing me softly.

 He pulls me close in to his chest. "I'm so glad you're here, my darling Harriet." He said, kissing the top of my head.

"Me too. I'll look after you baby". I snuggled in to his chest, listening to his slightly ragged breathing and his thumping heart beat as he drifts off to sleep. I am stroking the back of his neck lovingly, remembering all of the times he has soothed me to sleep the same way.




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