Page 32 of Awakening His Daddy

Joe turns my head to him. “Hey, listen, you got this. You’re strong.”

“No.” I can’t, and I struggle in their hold. Jamal pushes me down tighter, and the doctor tells me to take deep breaths.

“Hold still, for just a minute,” she orders.

“Do it for Daddy,” he whispers in my ear, and a feeling of pure joy runs through me at his words. He called himself Daddy. Then there is a sharp pulse of intense pain, and I cry out, gripping his hand tight.

“Good job.” The doctor pulls again. “Almost there.” She grunts, and I can feel when the bone moves back into its correct place.

I scream, she lets go, and Jamal steps back.

“You did great!” she praises me. “Now let’s get you back to X-ray.” I groan. “I know, but we have to make sure it’s set correctlyor it won’t heal properly. And hey, while we wait, you can pick out the color you want for your cast, or you can always go with the standard white.”

“No, that’s boring.” I wrinkle my nose.

Jamal laughs and brings the tray closer.

“Is it okay if I want purple?”

“Whatever color you’d like?—”

“No wait, neon green.” That would look awesome, right? “Or maybe the bright orange.” I notice now that my teeth are chattering, but I need to make a choice. “Green. Although the pink is pretty too.” My breath is coming in shallow pants. “But that would be too girly.”

“You can have whatever color you want, and I’ll kick the crap out of anyone who has a problem with it,” Joe growls.

If I weren’t so drugged up, I’m sure my dick would be hard because that was so hot.

The doctor smiles at him, and I wonder if she’s flirting with him.

I won’t hesitate to cut a bitch if she decides she wants my Daddy.

“How about rainbow?” she asks.

“OMG. You can do that?” She nods. “Yes pl-pl… please.”

“No problem. I’ll be ready when you get back.” She leaves the room as Jamal comes back in with the wheelchair, and he helps me in. Joe piles all the blankets on me and follows Jamal down the hall.

“Why am… I freezing and shaking… so bad?”

“The pain meds and the pain. Your body is working hard right now to keep you alert and keep the pain away. Sometimes that makes your body shaky, and the meds make you cold.”

When we get back to the X-ray room, I narrow my eyes at the tech, and she laughs.

“I know, I know. I’m the bad guy.”

“Can you try to be more gentle?”

“I always try, but we need to see what we need to see. Alright, everybody out.”

The mean lady, she said her name was Tessa, makes me take all kinds of pictures, and she doesn’t seem sorry at all.

“Okay, hold it right there and we’ll be done.”

“Good,” I grump and then yawn.

“Okay, sorry, I lied. One more.” She comes over and twists my shoulder back, and I yelp in pain. “I know, I’m sorry.”

“Are you okay?” Joe’s low voice rumbles from the hall.

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