“I don’t even know.” I closed my eyes as small tremors passed through my body.
“Did you enjoy it?”
Peeking one eye open, I looked at him. “That was probably the best experience of my life.” A lazy smile formed on my lips.
Creed chuckled and hugged me tighter. “I tried to go easy on you so it wouldn’t be too much.”
“You didn’t. It was perfect.” My voice faded as a yawn slipped out.
“You were perfect. The way you responded and took it was picturesque.” Warmth filled my chest. Creed pressed the water bottle against my lips again and aimlessly I drank from it.
Creed was an amazing and passionate lover. I’d never been with anyone like him. If I was being honest I was sure he had ruined me for any other man too.
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It felt good to have my braids back in. My natural hair was just too much to maintain and something I had no desire to deal with. I had plans to go home, cook, and curl up next to Creed while we continued ourCriminal Mindsbinge. This morning, before my hair appointment, I had sent my agent what I had of my comic so far, to get her opinion on it. It was halfway done now and I was feeling good about it. My children’s book was going through revisions and due to release at the beginning of the year. So far my adjusted aids were working well and I hadn’t dealt with any ear pain or headaches. Things were looking up.
I pulled into my driveway, parking next to Creed’s truck. I grabbed my purse and phone after turning the car off then grabbed my bags from the light shopping I did after my appointment from the back seat.
When I stepped in the house I heard Creed talking lowly in the living room. Setting my bags down by the door, I removed my coat and shoes before following his voice. A smile formed on my face when I laid eyes on him. His eyes lifted when he heard me and the smile on my face fell seeing the distress on his face.
“A’right. Thanks for giving me a call,” he said as I started for the couch. His eyes locked on me with intensity.
“What’s wrong?” I approached the couch. Creed grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap, circling his arms around me.
“That was the hospital.” My brows furrowed and my mouth turned upside down.
“Hospital?”
“Yeah. When me and my parents got into it at the hospital, I figured it would be tricky to find out what was going on with my brother; so I paid one of the nurses to keep me updated if he woke up.” He paused for a slight moment. “That was her.”
My face fell and my blood ran cold. “Wh-what?” I blinked slowly.
“This morning, apparently Rome woke up.” Creed’s eyes bounced around my face.
“Well… what are they saying? Does he remember what happened? Is he even okay?”
“I don’t know, baby. She just told me he was up and the doctor was running tests.”
My stomach twisted. I wasn’t sure how I should feel right now. Part of me was happy that he was alive and fine, but the other part of me realized what this meant. For the past three and a half months, me and Creed had been living in a happy bubble. Now it felt like it had popped and everything was about to fall apart.
“It’s okay if you’re happy he’s up,” Creed assured me, rubbing his arm.
I scraped my teeth over my bottom lip and brushed my right ear with my hand. “Is he allowed to have visitors?”
“Even if he isn’t we’d get back there. Do you want to go see him?”
I swallowed hard and nodded.
“Okay. Then let’s do it.”
My day had started off so well and now it felt like it was spinning. I didn’t know how things would be once I got to the hospital, but the sooner we got the visit over with the better.
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“Hey.” I stopped and grabbed Creed before we got to Rome’s room. Thankfully he was still on the allowed visitor list. “I think we should wait to tell Rome about us. At least for a couple of days until we learn about his condition.”
Creed chuckled and grabbed my hand, squeezing it. “Relax. I wasn’t planning on blurting it out the moment we got in the room. We’re good.”
