Page 48 of Your Fan Forever
Sixteen
Callie
Pain meds after a concussion,not too bad. I was loopier after breaking myfoot.
"Ugh." Waking up the next morning, I had to check to make sure I wasn't back on the side of the mountain. My entire body ached and my head throbbed. I reached up and touched the bandage. It wasn't big. It covered a small section on the left side of my head. I felt aroundme.
Igasped.
"What?" Noah woke from a dead sleep. "What's wrong?" He turned tome.
"I'm bald." I felt around the bandaged wound." They shaved my head. "You let them cut my hair." I ran my hand through the other side to make sure not other chunks weregone.
"Oh." Noah collapsed back on the bed. "Flip you hair on that side. You can't eventell."
"I'll know it's there." I lay back down. "You're going to have a baldbride."
Noahchuckled.
I sat up again, which made my head throb even more. I reached out and clawed Noah'sarm.
"Hey." He pulled his armaway.
"We're gettingmarried."
"In threedays."
"In three days." I lay back again. "Three days." Igrinned.
"I'm happy to hear the quickie wedding wasn't a concussionhallucination."
"Nope." I rolled to my side. "I asked and you saidyes."
Noah stroked mycheek.
"You’re stuck with me," Isaid.
"Sounds good tome."
Noah leaned in, but stopped when little barking dogs scratched at the door followed by aknock.
"You guys up?" Kate's voice came through the door. "You guysdecent."
"Come on in," Noahsaid.
Ipulled the blanket up to mychin.
Kate peered in wearing yogapants and a tank top. The dogs snuck in thorough the crack in thedoor.
Nip took a leap from a few feet away and landed on the bed. Valentine got as far as her paws on the mattress before she slipped down andwhimpered.
"Here you go, little one." Noah leaned over the side of the bed and pulled herup.
Nip sat on my chest and stared. I rubbed his head and he lay down and continued to stare. Maybe he wanted to make sure I wasme.
"Don't worry. I'll save the wedding planning until you get up." She waved in the chef and anotherof the house attendants. "You must be starving. How do youfeel?"
The chef sat a tray on the bench at the end of the bed. The smell of eggs and cheese hit my noise. The coffee and apple juice made my mouth water. Something wasmissing.
