Chapter Thirty-Eight
I woke up with the biggest cramp in my neck. Those recliners looked much more comfortable than they actually were. I cracked my neck and stretched my arms above my head.
I tapped Maria on the shoulder. She lifted her head, holding on to the back of her neck, mimicking my previous actions. All I could do was chuckle. “Tell me about it, they’re a bitch on your neck.” She laughed in return and slowly stretched and sat up. “Wanna get a coffee?”
“Mm, yes,” she sighed.
By the time we made it back upstairs, the waiting area was once again full with families coming to visit their loved ones.
A doctor stood at the front desk looking over a chart. The attendant saw us enter and pointed our way. When the doctor turned around, my stomach lurched. He was about to tell us something about Kori. I let out a calming breath as he approached.
“Reed Jackson?” he questioned.
“Yes,” I replied. He reached out his hand and shook mine firmly.
“I’m Dr. Morgan, Kori’s physician. I was just in her room looking over her injuries. She’s going to be going through a lot over the next few months. She’ll recover, but that leg of hers was a mess.” He sighed. “She is one tough cookie, though.”
“How did you know who I was? You called me by my full name. I was just wondering why you didn’t ask for her parents.” Not that I was complaining, I just figured they would be the first to be spoken with.
He grinned at me. “Because you’re the one she’s asking for, and Maria.” He looked over at Maria and chuckled. “She said to tell you that, and I quote, ‘Now she has one of her own thrusting thighs.’” The doctor shrugged, and Maria broke out in laughter, covering her mouth as her tears fell from her eyes.
The doctor and I didn’t have a clue what that meant, but it appeared Maria knew. Then it hit me what the doctor said. “Wait, she asked for me? She’s awake?”
“Yeah, and if you follow me I’ll take you both back.” We followed closely as he stopped in front of room twelve. He slid the door open and ushered us both inside, before closing the door once more.
Kori opened her eyes and looked at us both, standing there in the doorway. I was afraid to move or even speak. Her forehead was bandaged, along with her arm. Her leg was covered with a cast from her thigh to her foot. The pelvic fracture was pretty minor and did not need surgery to correct it. There was no need for pins or screws other than in her thigh and knee.
Kori’s faced scrunched up in pain when she tried to move. I rushed to her side. “Baby, please don’t try to move.”
“Hey, handsome, it’s so good to see your face.” Her voice was raspy and dry. “For a short time, I wasn’t sure I would ever see it again.” Tears filled her eyes, and I kissed the palm of her hand, sobbing like a baby once again. “I love you,” she whispered, and I looked up to meet her tired eyes.
“God, I love you too. I was so damn scared. I felt like I was going nuts.” I bent over and kissed her softly. I was scared I would hurt her. “Don’t you ever leave me…ever. I won’t make it past that loss. I can’t breathe without you, Kori.”
A tear fell from her eye, and I kissed her once more before sitting down at her side.
She looked up over my shoulder and smiled the best she could. It was the most beautiful thing to see her smile again. I would never again take a single moment with her for granted.
She pointed down at her thigh and giggled. “One thrusting thigh, how good do you think I can make it feel with just one?”
Maria’s laughter filled the room. I was so lost with this whole thigh conversation. “Do you girls mind filling a man in here?”
I looked at Kori, and she sealed her lips in a thin line. Maria cleared her throat and took on a serious face. “We have performed some serious thigh research. It’s been proving to be very, very, true.” Kori laughed behind her hand, and I waited for the rest of the explanation. “You see, a man with thick, muscular thighs has extra thrusting power.” This woman was completely serious. Her face showed no signs other than complete concentration. “Skinny guys with little legs tend to tire easy. When a girl is getting it good, they don’t want a man who needs to pause. They need a man with,” she held her hand out motioning to my thighs, “thrusting thighs.”
I shook my head and chuckled. These two girls and their crazy ass theories. But in all fairness, I did ask.
“You have thrusting thighs.” I turned to Kori to find her wiggling her brows suggestively.
I leaned in closer to her ear and whispered, “Well, you have a long time of recovery, before I can put my thrusting abilities in action.”
She stuck out her bottom lip in a pout, and I could only shake my head. Last night she was in surgery after being hit by a car, today she was talking about sex. Only Kori and Maria would be having this conversation less than twenty-four hours after such an event.