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Jilly:I guess Cap and Bent learned from the best, huh? They dropped everything and drove five hours to sit vigil in a cold waiting room. Once you experience loss, you realize how precious life is. How precious each and every moment we get to be present for others is.
Jilly:The stitches on your leg popped during your last run of the night. They said you probably didn’t feel it start to bleed, and your wheel slipped on the blood on the ramp. You landed on your head. Even with the helmet, you suffered a skull fracture and some swelling in your brain.
Jilly:It was so similar to Dicer. The fracture, the swelling. It was like history was repeating itself in this cruel loop. Cap threw up. Your sister told us about your injuries, and he literally vomited on the floor. We all knew he was thinking about my brother. He was punishing himself all over again for not making him come to the hospital.
Jilly:The doctors came out and told us that you’d make a full recovery and eventually wake up. But, your riding career is over. Sorry, Killer. One too many knocks to the brain. You were done anyway, right? One of your sisters started to cry, upset you wouldn’t be able to compete anymore. Part of me wanted to scream at her. You were alive, and it was all that mattered. That was all that would ever matter. But I just met these people, so instead I told her that you were already looking for a new path.
Jilly:Caroline is asleep with her head in Cap’s lap. I love it. His fingers keep stroking through her hair. It’s such a sweet sight. Every so often his hand moves to her belly where he rests his palm on my brother’s baby.
Jilly:Bent is pacing. It’s hard for him to sit still on the best of days. We’re all anxious, we all want to see you. It’s like we all need proof you’re alive. Proof that someone else we love hasn’t left us.
Jilly:Your sisters put me on the list of family. I’m sitting in your room, watching you sleep, like a true psycho. I’m sure you’ll make fun of me for it one day. That’s okay. You’re breathing on your own. You’re also ridiculously handsome, even with that bandage on your head.
Jilly:The doctors say that you could wake up at any moment. I feel guilty for sitting in here. You have so many people who love you. I’m sure your mom and your sisters would want to be the first to know that you’re awake. The first to see with their own eyes that you’ve come back. I’d want to be the one in Dicer’s room.
Jilly:You woke up. It was only for a few moments. But you saw me, and you smiled. You called me baby. You held your hand out. I got to touch you. I climbed in the bed and hugged you while I pressed the nurse call button. You let out this contented sigh, and it was as if the whole world righted itself. Then they kicked me out so they could assess you. That sucked. I’m back in the waiting room with Bent. Cap took Caroline to a hotel to get some real sleep. I love that he’s taking care of her. I love it so much.
Jilly:I saw you again. You were really awake. Sitting up in bed and eating red Jello. If I forget to tell you later, your tattoos are hotter in person. I want to know about each one. I want to know all your stories. You told me you were sorry you scared me. I told you to shut up. Then I climbed into your bed, and I was the one who passed out. Eventually, the nurses made me leave so you could rest. I promised I’d be back in the morning. I’m laying here, listening to Bent snore. No. Chill. We aren’t in the same bed. Just the same hotel room.
Jilly:Yesterday was the first time I got to touch you. How is that possible? How can I care this much for someone I haven’t even gone on a date with? Epic first meet for an epic love. Hopefully I’ll get the lady balls to tell you in person before you read through all these texts. I do love you, Killian. You saved me, you saved us all.
Killian + Jilly
Killer:I’m ready for dessert.
Jilly:Really? That cake Caroline made looks sort of uneatable.
Killer:Is uneatable a word? I guess you’d know, my little English major. And I’m not talking about the football cake.
Jilly:It’s a bear.
Killer:Oh, really? No. Really? The only thing that football has in common with a bear is that it’s brown. Either way, I want to eat you for dessert. I want to take you home, strip you completely naked, and nibble on every inch of your body.
Jilly:Are you seriously trying to sext at our nephew’s first birthday?
Killer:Yes.
Jilly:How did that line of yours go? Now’s not the time.
Killer:You’re funny.
Jilly:How many times did you tell me that? Huh? Now’s not the time, Jilly. Still not the time, baby. You’re a cock tease.
Killer:I was a cock tease. But I loved you too much to be the wrong kind of distraction.
Jilly:Still feels inappropriate to be sexting with my entire family sitting around us.
Killer:They don’t know what we’re doing.
Jilly:You don’t think so? Cap is giving you the evil eye.
Killer:Hahahaha, okay. Maybe he knows. Damn. That’s a hell of a glare he’s sending my way. You’d think the new engagement ring on your finger would make him chill out.
Jilly:Sometimes I look at my ring and sigh. Like a girly sigh. It’s embarrassing. I can’t believe you’re all mine.
Killer:Always.
Jilly:Okay, well, gotta go.
