Creed laughed, and I settled into the chair by his bed with Kresslee in my lap as we went over the game today.
“I hated seeing that tackle man. It was a hard hit.”
Creed nodded, “No shit. Your man got me good. My fucking team doesn’t protect me for shit sometimes.”
“You need to move to a better team. One that has your back.”
“You already have a quarterback.”
“We do. Beau kicks ass, but we don’t have a back-up quarterback. We need one.”
“I will think about it. I’m pretty happy on my team.”
“I will accept that.”
Creed lifted a brow, “Are you ready for the big game?”
I nodded, “I think so. Our team has worked hard for this.”
Creed smirked, “They have. Your coach is a machine.”
I laughed, “He is.”
The doctor walked in after a few more minutes, “You have to stay off that leg for a week and recover. Do you have a place nearby?”
Creed nodded, “I do.”
“Then I can discharge you. But no long car rides. Your knee can’t handle it.”
Creed nodded once more, and I looked over at him, “Good thing I have a big truck.”
The doctor looked at me, “Wait, aren’t you Ridge Benson?”
I nodded, “I sure am. Thanks for helping out today.”
The doctor nodded, “Good game today, both of you.” He left the room as Creed sighed, “It was a good game. You hit like a tank. I saw it. Glad I haven’t been on the receiving end.”
I laughed, “It could happen.”
Kresslee snorted, and Creed shook his head as a nurse walked in, getting Creed unhooked from everything before going over his discharge paperwork.
I wheeled his chair outside, heading to my truck. We were starting over. I was fucking thrilled.
Chapter Eight
Kresslee
Today hadn’t ended how I expected it to.
Nothing I thought about today was what I expected. Seeing Creed get hurt was a lot for me. I was glad nothing permanent happened.
I hated seeing the pinched expression on Creed’s face, knowing he was in pain and letting his team down.
I rode with him to the hospital, hating that I left Ridge there, but knowing that being at Creed’s side was important.
I had gone outside to get some fresh air after Creed had gotten to his room and hadn’t expected to see my father standing there with Ridge. Hearing my man put our sperm donor in his place was something I hadn’t known I needed, but it broke something free inside me that I hadn’t realized I needed to let go.
It was freeing. And after hearing him speak to my brother, letting Creed know he was going nowhere without us both was something I knew I longed to hear.
