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Steve looked at Isaac. “Sorry about all this man. Get better.”
“Yeah.” Isaac muttered.
I waited for Steve to leave then closed the sliding door in place and pulled the privacy curtain so no one could see Isaac. We both needed some damn privacy.
I rushed to his side, desperate to kiss him. I ran my hands through his hair, taking his lips. Gliding my tongue over his. I mewed when he reached, forward taking my breast. I kissed his firm lips, wanting to take the pain away. Wanting to make the nightmare disappear.
I broke away, staring in his eyes. “I’m so sorry, Isaac.”
He looked down at his leg. “How much do you know?”
I shrugged. “Probably all of it. I know they’re waiting to do surgery tomorrow so the swelling can go down.”
“You know what this means, don’t you?”
I nodded quietly. He would probably never play football again. He would lose his speed with this kind of injury.
“What can I do? How can I help? I can fly in specialists. I’ll fly to specialists? Just tell me. Tell me so you can play again. I’ll do anything for you. You know that, don’t you?”
He circled h
is hands around my waist. “Baby, I knew I wasn’t going to play forever. It’s ok. I’m ok.”
I felt the tears well in my eyes. How could he be so calm about this? He had been given a death sentence for his football career and he was taking it in stride. It didn’t make sense.
I looked at the tubes running into his arms.
“How much of these pain meds have you had?”
He smiled. “Enough I don’t feel anything in my leg.”
“We’re going to get you through this. I’m going to take care of your entire recovery. I promise.”
“Will you dress up in one of those nurse outfits?” He waggled his eyebrows. “You’d make the most beautiful dirty nurse.”
I slipped into the bed next to him. There wasn’t much room with his broad shoulders, but I found a place to curl up next to his good leg.
“If you want a dirty nurse outfit, then I’ll do that.”
He growled. “What about now?”
I laughed, sniffing back tears between giggles. “I don’t think your doctors would appreciate that.”
“Fuck the doctors. I need your kind of medicine. Make me feel better, baby. Make me forget this fucked up night.”
I propped up on my elbow, turning his face toward me. I loved the chiseled lines of his jaw. His rugged cheekbones. His gorgeous dark eyelashes.
I ran my finger over his lips. “I love you, Isaac Price. I’ll love you whole again. I swear.”
He closed his eyes as my hand coasted under the sheet, massaging the planes of his chest.
“I love you too. Maybe that’s why I don’t give a shit about my leg right now.”
Sometimes it felt as if Isaac’s kisses could burn me alive. I moaned as his lips grew hungrier for me.
“Lock the door,” he whispered.
I kissed him again, lingering in the fire we built together.
