Someone to Trust (Life Unexpected Book 2) by Melanie D. Snitker

Author:Melanie D. Snitker [Snitker, Melanie D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dallionz Media, LLC
Published: 2017-05-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Brooke did her best not to flinch when the nurse approached her with a small set of scissors. The nurse snipped the first of the five stitches and used tweezers to gently tug it loose from her skin.

She hadn’t realized how nervous she was until Chess placed a strong hand on her shoulder. She released the death grip she’d had on the edge of the table, her knuckles white. Even with everything going on between them, Brooke was grateful she didn’t have to go to the appointment alone. She released a nervous laugh. “I’m glad I wasn’t awake when you put these in.”

The nurse chuckled. “They’re certainly a lot easier to get out, that’s for sure.” She clipped the next stitch and removed it. “Three more to go. The skin is healing nicely.”

Chess rubbed a calming thumb over her shoulder. The motion succeeded in taking her focus off what the nurse was doing. She concentrated on the way the heat from his hand seeped through her sleeve to warm her skin.

Once the last of the stitches had been discarded, Brooke released a sigh of relief. As far as she was concerned, the worst was over.

The nurse cleaned off the little table and threw several things away. “You can shower normally now. I still recommend putting antibiotic cream on it for another week to help as it continues to heal.”

Brooke nodded, touching the area gingerly with a finger. “It’s already much better. Thank you.”

Chess helped her stand. Her ribs, on the other hand, still ached frequently, and she got sharp pains if she moved too much or breathed in too deeply. She’d searched for it online and apparently, it could take up to six weeks for them to heal completely. Hopefully she’d feel more improvement much sooner than that. They walked out to his truck, and he took her home.

Brooke was all too aware that Chess would no longer be by the house daily now that her stitches had been removed. She fought back the sadness as he helped her to the couch and then brought her a bottle of her favorite soda from the fridge. “You seem to be feeling a lot better today. Your cheeks have more color.”

Brooke smiled her thanks. She opened the soda and took a drink as he joined her. “I do, thank you.” She held up the bottle. “And thanks for this, too.”

“You’re welcome.” He glanced at her sketchbooks on the coffee table.

She’d had them out earlier, thumbing through the images to help pass the long afternoon. It made her feel closer to Mama and Auntie. She’d meant to put those away before Chess arrived and cringed as he reached for her mom’s. He flipped it open and took in the different images. “Wow, these are good. Did you draw these?”

“No, my mom did.” Brooke gulped when he paused at the drawing of her stirring batter on the counter. “That’s me.”

He lightly touched the face of the carefree girl. “You were an adorable little girl.

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