Font Size:  

“My friend will be here in the morning, but tonight I can manage on my own.”

Jayden’s red eyes indicate how badly he already needs a good night's sleep, and yet I have to persuade him to leave so that he actually can.

The next day, and the days following, Jayden shows up after work to see me and spend some time with me.

I don’t know what to make of this, but I accept it, nonetheless.

Even if I am skeptical about Jayden still, I have welcomed his presence in my life, and that should work for the time being.

Our playful banter and laughter fill the sterile hospital room.

He brings me comfort food from some of my favorite restaurants, reads books aloud to me, and we watch old movies together.

Every day he comes, he brings me a large bouquet of fresh roses.

Our conversations delve into the most profound subjects, including the office and the people in it.

I never knew Jayden had so much banter until now.

Sometimes, he skips work and shows up in the morning to spend time with me for the entire day.

I admire Jayden’s determination to keep our connection strong despite my telling him I’m not interested in building a relationship with him.

In the quiet hours of the evening, after the games have been put away and dinner has been eaten, we hold hands and share our personal views about the people around us, including some of the nurses and doctors at the hospital.

Jayden makes me laugh so much that soon it doesn't hurt anymore when I laugh really hard.

He spends the night on one of those cold chilly nights when I need more than just a blanket.

As the rain taps gently against the hospital’s windowpane, Jayden lies beside me on the narrow hospital bed.

The soft, rhythmic pitter-patter of raindrops outside provides a soothing backdrop to our intimate moment.

Our fingers are entwined, our hands fitting together like puzzle pieces.

My head rests on Jayden’s shoulder, my breathing syncing with his in a quiet, unspoken harmony.

The scent of antiseptic is momentarily replaced by the comforting fragrance of the rain-washed air that seeps in through the open window.

As we lay there, I can feel the rise and fall of Jayden’s chest with every breath, a reassuring reminder of his presence.

Our whispered conversations are punctuated by the occasional laughter, our words like precious secrets shared in the stillness of the night.

The gentle cadence of the raindrops continues throughout the night, a soothing lullaby that cradles us both to sleep in each other’s embrace.

Chapter sixteen

JAYDEN

Ican’t get enough of her.

I’m exhausted and my penis is sore, but I don't want to sleep. I want to be inside her for as long as we can go on.

I want her on top of me, fucking me until she can no longer use her legs.

And she does get on top of me. She is completely naked as she mounts me.

I hold her waist as I guide my erection into her very ready vagina.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com