Ready to Fall by Olivia Dade

Author:Olivia Dade
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-06-07T22:00:00+00:00

7

Oh , fuck, Sarah thought in the split second before she smacked into the ground. I knew bicycles were the instruments of Satan. This is going to hurt like hell.

She wasn’t wrong. The impact jolted through her bones and jarred every inch of her body. It shocked her into immobility even before she could feel the pain of the fall. But the pain came, of course. After a few moments of blessed numbness, she began to ache all over, though not in any particular place. From the way it felt, she figured she could expect several days of bruises, ibuprofen, ice packs, and warm baths.

No, the pain wasn’t too bad. More problematic was the fact that she couldn’t seem to breathe. At least not at this very moment. Unfortunately, at this very moment was when she really wanted some air. She forced her arms up from the ground and wrapped them around her middle, balling up into the fetal position as she struggled to inhale.

“Thank God,” she vaguely heard Chris say as he ran his hands lightly over her arms and legs.

It pissed her off. Thank God she couldn’t breathe? What kind of monster would say that? Then again, what kind of monster would apologize for the hottest kiss of her life?

A Chris Dean monster, she concluded. The kind of monster who’ll teach you how to ride a bike, kiss you silly two separate times, call the kisses a mistake, let you fall off your bike, grope your helpless body, and take pleasure in the fact that you can’t breathe.

She finally managed to drag in a tiny bit of air, and it gave her the strength to raise one middle finger in his direction.

The hands gently checking her neck and head stopped moving. “I guess that addresses my concern about whether you know who I am and what you’re doing here.” His voice sounded strained, as if he was striving for levity without actually succeeding.

“Can’t . . . breathe,” she wheezed.

He didn’t appear to hear her. “I don’t feel any broken bones, and you seem to be able to move all of your limbs without a problem. Do you remember whether you hit your head? What about your neck?”

She took in another shallow breath and cautiously lifted her head from the ground. “Feels . . . fine. But not . . . enough . . . air.”

His careful hands lifted her head onto his lap, and then moved to make soothing circles on her chest. “I think you just got the wind knocked out of you. Don’t worry. The air will come.”

Her eyebrows shot together. “Easy . . . for you . . . to say.”

“Just relax.” Once again, he raised her shirt and put his hands inside it. This time, though, he seemed less concerned with her breasts and more interested in her diaphragm. He massaged the area, which seemed to help. “I’ve got you.”

He worked on her for several minutes, whispering encouragement as her inhalations came more and more easily.

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