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The words cut through me like a knife.Scarlet should be able to do any and everything she wanted to do.“Come on,” I said, as I let her lean into me for added support.“I got you.”
She grinned then.As much as she didn’t want all the fuss and help, she needed it.And I wasn’t going to make her beg for it.If the roles were reversed, she’d do the same for me.And I was as stubborn as they came when it came to accepting help.
I helped her up the stairs, one-by-one, and then moved my arm in the front to open the door for her.Neither of us spoke and she didn’t need to keep thanking me.The silence spoke volumes.I was pained by the fact that she couldn’t do these things on her own for the moment and she was obviously sickened by it, too.She was putting on a brave face, though.
“I’ll just sleep on the couch,” she said once inside.
I shook my head.“No, I have an idea for that, too.”
“Yeah, and what’s that?”She sounded like a balloon that was deflated as she asked the question.
I didn’t want her to feel like it was hopeless, so I smiled and said, “How about I just show you?”
I picked her up and held her in my arms, letting the crutches fall and clatter to the floor.“Are you crazy?”she asked, stretching her leg out.
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and I muttered, “I got you, baby.I’m not going to drop you.”
“I know.I guess I’m just scared, that’s all.I feel like an egg, that if I crack anymore I’ll break completely.”
The cracking in her voice as she spoke made my stomach churn.“Don’t worry about that, because it’s not going to happen.”
“I trust you, Colt,” she said, as though she needed to hear the words more than I did.
I kissed her then.“I know you do.”
She smiled.“I’m a little sleepy, though, so you can probably just put me on the bed.”
“You don’t want to try to shower?”
She shook her head, profusely.“It’s going to be too hard, Colt.They said I can’t wet the cast.”
“Yeah, but they also gave us this bag,” I said, eyeing the door where I dropped a bag with her clothes from the accident and the bag they gave me before leaving the hospital.It was supposed to go over the cast so that it didn’t get wet in the shower.“If you want to shower, we can do this.I promise.”
I knew she trusted me, but it was like she didn’t trust herself.She was a lot stronger than she felt right now.I knew that and deep down she knew it, too.“Do you want to?”I inquired, still holding her.
Scarlet nodded.“Sure, but if it doesn’t work, we give up, okay?Sponge baths aren’t the worst, I guess.”
I didn’t like to give up, Lord knew, but if that was what she wanted, then that was what we’d do.“You just say the word if you feel like it’s not working, and I’ll pick you up, dry you off, and get you the hell out of there, okay?”
“No,” she immediately responded and shook her head.“Colt, that’s embarrassing.I want to shower myself.”
“Come on, baby, I’ve seen everything before.”
She cringed.“I look like I was attacked by an animal on some parts of my body.Believe me, you haven’t seen it all.And I don’t want you to.”
I nodded.“Okay, if you’re this adamant about it.I’ll just be right outside the shower if you need anything, okay?”
“Okay,” she replied.
I carried her up the stairs and to the en suite bathroom.When I put her down to sit on the top of the toilet, she just sighed.“Turn around,” she ordered and I did as she asked.
I could hear her groaning as she took off her shirt, threw it on the floor, then came her bra.“I’m going to go get that bag,” I said, remembering it was still downstairs.
When she didn’t answer, I went down and got it.“Fuck,” I heard her say and immediately ran back up the stairs with the bag in hand.
“What?What’s wrong?”Without thinking, I just barged in and she threw me a look as she tried covering herself with the shirt she had crumpled on the floor previously.
“Sorry,” I quipped.
