Page 21 of Teaching the Kot'oll Coach

She lifts the blanket for me and I can see my feet now. I think I miss them. She asks, “Are you going to wriggle them?”

Right...

I wriggle my toes, and they are moving. I’ve never been this happy before. “Yes! This is great!”

She rolls her eyes. “Come on... You’re a grown adult.”

“Hey! I survived a spaceship crash. I get to be happy about this.”

She pats my shin. “I think you do. Maybe it would have been better if you got four legs instead of four arms, then you might have been quick enough that you wouldn’t get hit.”

I stare at my toes. “Maybe you have a point. But it isn’t like I could stand there and watch the kid get smacked anyway. I know the kid turns out fine, only bruises.”

She nods. “Yeah... I don’t know how to feel about that. I’d rather you’re safe, but like you said... It’s good to know you’re fine. Did the doctor talk to you?”

“She did. I’m sentenced to a week of hospital stay...”

She snorts a laugh. “Geez, sentenced to, huh?”

I shrug. “Sure feels that way. Now I can’t be with the kids, the team, and I also can’t be in the school.”

“I didn’t figure you love work that much.”

I swallow. I always enjoy my job, even though there are dreadful days. But more importantly... Maybe it is a silly reason, but I can be almost certain that I can “run into” Winnie at school. When I’m in a hospital, I can’t do that.

Not to mention...

My cock twitches at the thought of holding her in my arms. I want her, but maybe I’ll have to show her that I’m an amazing male to hang out with.

And... Maybe she will let me hug her by then, and... maybe do something more.

I like how she looks when she is focused on the books and arranging them. Her sweet smile when she’s with the kids makes my heart race.

I clear my throat before the silence is too unbearable. “I do enjoy the job. Not to mention the floatball team has to get the hours in before they’ll be ready for the competition.”

“It’s okay, they can practice on their own.”

I wink. “Maybe I can send you the program and you can tell them what to do.”

She pauses and stares at me. “Are you sure about that? I’m not a sports person and I don’t know a single thing about floatball.”

“It’s okay. I’m sure you could do it well.”

And... If I can get her on board, maybe it will mean more time spent with her after I get out of the hospital.

At times, I’m so smart!

She thinks about it. I resist the urge to hold her hand when it is so close to me. I don’t want to scare her, but I really want a chance with her.

She sighs. “I guess I can do that. I think the kids are missing you too. Everyone in the school is worried about you.”

I hold her hand despite the fact that I probably shouldn’t. My heart skips a beat as I wait for her to pull away, but she doesn’t. I say, “Thank you. I don’t mean to make you worried, but I appreciate that.”

She holds my hand and sends a spark down my spine. Does she not mind?

She lets out a wry chuckle. “You sure think that you’re invincible.”

I flex my arms, but before I can say a thing, she hisses at me. “Hey! Your arm!”

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