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“Wound looks good for just a day aftersurgery. It helps, Ms. Monroe, that you are young and in goodshape, your healing time will be more expedient than for someoneolder. I will release you the day after tomorrow as long as thereis no seepage and your pain stays moderate. When you are back inyour hometown you will need to check in with your doctor there sohe can continue to monitor your recovery and inform when you willbe able to start therapy. And before you argue that it is not goingto be necessary, I will tell you it will be. The muscle will haveto be built back from lack of use. Do you have any questions, Ms.Monroe?”

“How soon will I be able to go back to work?”I hoped I wasn’t out too long, I had some savings to tied me overbut not for an extended time.

“At a minimum, a month, if after doctor feelsyou can return, it will be to light duty.”

“You mean behind a desk?” Damn, if thatwouldn’t be some boring shit.

“Ms. Monroe, though your injury is now on themend, it was a very serious injury you sustained. The femoral wasnicked, if it had been larger in size, we wouldn’t be having thisconversation.” I looked at Crusher who was staring back at me. Inodded then thanked the doctor, never taking my eyes off Crusher.He broke the eye contact and shook the doctor’s hand, asking a fewquestion of his own that I didn’t pay attention because I was busythinking of everything I could have lost or never experienced.Crusher was at the top of the list.

Crusher turned back to me and his eyebrowsdrew together, “You hurting, baby?”

“No, just tired. Will you um...lay with me?”He didn’t answer my question, he just moved to my uninjured sideand laid down, pulling me into his arms. I laid my head on hischest and let his heartbeat lull me to sleep.

ChapterTen

Crusher

“I’m not staying at your house. I’ll be fineon my own.” Carly argued, again.

The last two days at the hospital had beenrelaxing. We talked, laughed, and really got to know each other. Itold her about my time in the Army, she told me stories aboutgrowing up at Haven. We told each other the most basic stuff, likefavorite color, foods, cars, bikes, sports even. My girl likedfootball. I asked why and she said without pause that nothing beata butt in those uniform pants. She even laughed at me when Igrowled.

At night I laid down with her and she curledinto me as if we’d being sleeping like that for years. I’d slepttoo and felt rested and more energized than I had even before goinginto the military.

Carly smiled when the guys showed up withtruck. She’d even joked with Coast about riding her bike. She’dbeen so agreeable the last two days that I’d wondered if I’d lostmy feisty girl. Then after an hour in the truck, she was back, Icouldn’t hold in the grin. This side of my woman had me shifting alittle in the driver’s seat. Being a gentleman and giving her thetime to heal could possibly kill me.

“Are you even listening to me, Crusher?You’re going home and I am staying at my place. There is no needfor you to stay with me. And why the fuck are you grinning?”

Oh yeah, I may have to stop at the next exitand take care of my problem, I reached down and pulled at thecrotch of my jeans, anything to give my swelling dick moreroom.

“Oh my God, do you have a hard-on? Put thatsucker away. How can you even think of that when I am yelling atyou?” I glanced over and she was staring at my crotch, which didn’thelp one bit because the bastard liked her eyes on him even if itwas behind the jeans.

“You don’t need to be alone, it would beeasier for me if you stayed at my house so I could work at the shopwithout having to drive to Black Hawk, but I will do it for you. Doyou need to stop? Are you hurting or do you want something todrink, baby?”

“Stop being so nice, where is the grouchy manwho barks orders at me? At least then I could have a decentargument and not feel like I am talking to myself.”

“Come here.” I laid my one arm over the backof the seat so she could scoot in the middle and with theEscalade’s bench seat she’d be able to prop her leg up on the seat.She looked at my arm then back to my crotch.

“I’m not getting anywhere close to that, itmight break free and I will be trapped.”

“You didn’t complain when he was tucked inbehind your ass in the hospital. You got more on now than you didthere. He was riding your crack since the hospital gown had no backand you weren’t wearing any panties, which brings me to ask whysince I brought your saddlebags in the room with your extraclothes.”

“I told you I didn’t wash them at Wild Bill’shouse, the ones in there were dirty.” I looked over at her againand grinned.

“Stop it, there is nothing funny.” Shecrossed her arms over her chest and turned her face to look out thewindow.

We rode for a while in the quiet until Speedrode up beside the truck and signaled they wanted to stop. I noddedand he dropped backed.

“Good, we are stopping, I need to use therestroom.”

“I would have stopped at any time, all youhad to do was tell me, instead of pouting.”

“I’m not pouting.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not.”

I burst out laughing and she turned towardme. I glanced over at her while I pulled to a stop at the bottom ofthe exit.

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