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“Good,” Grace smiles and disappears before I can contradict her.
“I’m really not hungry,” I protest.
“You have to eat. Maybe you’ll feel less dizzy if you put some food in you.”
I glare at him. “You’re extremely bossy.”
“Takes one to know one. I’ll put these away and come back.”
Not waiting for an answer, Prescott gets to his feet, ice pack in hand, and goes out of the room. Sighing, I down the pills he gave me before lying down in time for Prescott to appear with a fresh set of ice packs.
I try to take them from him, but he brushes my hands out of his way and does it himself.
“I smell,” I protest, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
“So what?” Slipping off his shoes, Prescott climbs into my bed and pulls me to his chest. “You want me to come straight after practice next time? We can smell together.”
I tilt my head back to glare at him. “Don’t you dare.”
“You sure?” he wiggles his brows. “I think it would be fun.”
“I’m not accepting your smelly ass in my bed, Wentworth.”
“It’s funny you think you can stop me.” His arms tighten around me. “Now stop moving, and let’s watch Netflix before the pizza gets here.”
“Okay,” I whisper, trying to relax against him, but it’s so hard when he’s near me. My mind turns to mush, and it’s so difficult to concentrate with his arms around me.
What are we doing here, really?
Prescott’s been around every day since I woke up in the hospital, but a part of me was still worried that something was going to happen, and he’d leave. And as much as I wanted him here now, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to let him go again when he changed his mind.
Watching him leave once was unbearable.
Watching him leave twice?
I’m pretty sure it’ll shatter something inside of me.
But do I tell him to go?
No.
Like a glutton for punishment, I hold on tighter.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
JADE
“That incision is healing nicely,” Dr. Hendriks says as she finishes—well, whatever the hell she’s doing. “How are you feeling? Still sore?”
“Not as much as in the beginning, but my arms still hurt when I try to move them too much or make any sudden moves. Like there’s tugging. And the itching.”
I shudder at the very thought. Since I couldn’t take a shower so far, I had to make do the best I could, and let me tell you; it’s barely enough.
At this point, my stench was the only thing keeping me cooped up in my apartment.
“That’s normal. Your wound is still healing, and the area where the incision is very dense. You should try gently massaging it with some oil. It should help soften the tissue. I also want you to start PT to help with your mobility and regain strength in your arms. The pain?”
“It’s there, but it’s manageable.”
