Unforgettable You by Marci Bolden

Author:Marci Bolden [Bolden, Marci]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950348619
Publisher: Pink Sand Press

Chapter 11

The next morning, Carrie stood in the bathroom of her hospital room, examining her face in the mirror. The bruise that started on the bone above her right eyebrow now encompassed her eye and cheekbone in a dark purple shade that seemed right for how much her face hurt. She touched her skin gingerly, wincing at the wave of pain that shot through her. The doctor had said that she was lucky nothing was broken, but looking at herself, she had to wonder if he had forgotten to check her face for fractures.

Hearing the door to her room open, Carrie expected her doctor. Instead, Will called out her name, and she looked at the door with horror. Not only did she look and feel like hell, but she was wearing a cheap hospital gown with her ass hanging out.

“Just a sec,” she called out miserably.

Her right arm lay useless in a sling, leaving her to fight through the pain of her stiff muscles to clumsily pull her gown more tightly around her. Once she did, she realized she didn’t have another hand to open the door. Giving up any attempt at having dignity, she cracked the door and peered out at him. Her spirits lifted as she watched him pulling breakfast from her favorite coffee shop out of a bag.

“Hey,” she said.

Will turned and his smile fell. “Wow. The stairs definitely won that fight.”

She chuckled, and her abdomen instantly reminded her that sudden movements hurt, and her head throbbed in agony. “You gotta turn around.”

“What?”

She imagined that her entire face was turning a shade of red that rivaled the dark bruise around her eye. “I’m in a hospital gown. They aren’t exactly…” She paused to search for the word. “Conservative.”

Laughing, Will walked around the table and looked out the window. After several minutes, he looked over his shoulder. “Do you need help?”

“No. I’m just taking my time.”

“Probably a good idea.”

“Well,” she said, shuffling toward the table, “I can’t really take credit. My body refuses to move any faster.”

Will turned. “Let me help you.”

“Unless you have morphine or a shotgun, there isn’t a lot you can do. Now turn around and let me have what is left of my pride.”

While he wasn’t looking, Carrie closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she eased herself into the chair closest to her. Her breath left her in a hiss when every muscle and several joints screamed in protest to the movement.

“Have they given you anything for the pain this morning?”

“Yup.” She grunted then took a few more breaths before opening her eyes. “There, I’m good now. You can turn around.”

Taking the blanket off the bed, Will carried it with him and placed it over her lap as he pressed his lips to the top of her head. “I brought coffee and scones. I hope you like scones.”

“I like anything that isn’t made in mass quantity in the hospital kitchen.”

“Good.”

Carrie sat while he served her a pastry and then took the seat across from her.

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