“It’s not just me, and it’ll take all of us before this is all over. I’ll do my part.”
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Brook received a call from Dr. Varhus, who would lead the surgery. She had him talk to Cassidy’s dad. He planned to do surgery early in the morning, and they would set all the breaks and put a plate in Cassidy’s arm to support both bones just below the elbow.
Since Cassidy was still in a coma, everyone decided to go home.
Brook stopped David before he left.
“Care to go somewhere and catch up?”
“I don’t really feel like going out,” David admitted.
“My hotel is right across the street.”
David’s eyebrows raised, but he followed her to her room. When the door closed, Brook put on a sultry expression—or as sultry as she could manage. She placed her hands on his abs, feeling the ridges and his muscles contract under her fingertips.
“We probably shouldn’t …” David managed to get out.
She knew him too well. It wouldn’t take much for him to break, so she continued her exploration of his chest. David looked down and asked, “What’s this about?”
The stupid boy always looked a gift horse in the mouth and wanted to talk about it. Why couldn’t he be like other guys and just go with it?
“It’s about you and me forgetting about a horrible day and reminding ourselves of better times,” Brook said and then shut him up by kissing him.
She teased his lips, coaxing him and trying to remember how they’d made out in the past. It wasn’t that hard because the memories came flooding back.
“I want you. I’ve always wanted you,” David said.
Anxiety and something else—maybe fear of falling for him again—swam in her veins as she slipped her hand farther down. David sucked in his breath as Brook inched her fingers past the elastic band on his boxers. His stomach tightened, and he stole the breath out of her kiss.
Brook pulled her lips back and shoved her hand into his underwear until she found Mr. Happy.
‘Well, hello there, big fella,’ Brook thought as his dick throbbed in her hand.
David grunted as she grasped him and started to tug gently upward.
“I’ve missed this,” David moaned.
David reached down and undid his belt and pants so they would drop down his thighs. Brook pushed his boxers down so he was now exposed. She gained confidence, which caused her to pick up her jacking motion. After she’d traveled up and down his rigid cock a couple more times, she could feel David’s breathing get ragged as he buried his face in her neck.
David nibbled lightly at her skin, causing shivers to go up her back.
“Stop. That tickles,” Brook pleaded with a small smile.
David chuckled and moved back to her neck, so she countered his attack by jacking him off. He groaned in response, which caused her to go faster. That was when all
the old feelings for him rushed back. David was a drug, one she didn’t think would ever leave her system.
“You keep that up, and I’ll cum,” David warned.
Brook doubled her efforts, which caused David to make his ‘cumming’ face. She pointed him away from her, and he shot his load all over the hotel rug. Brook made a mental note to never be a hotel cleaning lady.
David chuckled and pressed his forehead against hers.
“Want me to return the favor?”
“Will that hold you?” Brook asked.
“Yeah, and thank you. I needed that.”
“Could you sleep with me tonight and just hold me? I need that tonight,” Brook said.
He agreed. She always felt safe and loved in his arms.
After seeing her best friend in a coma, it just felt right. She knew if he weren’t there, she would have tossed and turned all night. They both fell asleep almost right away.
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Cassidy’s surgery went on for what seemed like forever.
Finally, sometime after noon, Dr. Varhus came out.
“It went very well, and I think that after rehab, Cassidy will regain full range of motion.”
“How long will her recovery be?” Tony asked.
“Once the swelling goes down, and we are sure there are no issues with the surgical sites, we’ll immobilize her arm for about six weeks. Then she’ll have to rehab for another four months. More if she plans to row again,” Dr.
Varhus shared.
David’s whole day just got better.
“Any idea how much longer she’ll be in the coma?” Tony asked.
“The swelling in her brain went down overnight, so we’ve taken her off the medicine that induced the coma.
She should be awake soon, and I’ll have a nurse come get
you once we have her in her new room. She’s moving out of the ICU.”
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After Brad and Tony saw her, it was Brook and David’s turn.
“I hear I killed your car,” Cassidy said as David walked in.
“Good thing it’s insured,” Brook said as she walked in.
“Brook!” Cassidy called out, obviously happy to see her best friend.
“I see where I stand,” David grumped.
“Shove it. You get to see her all the time,” Brook teased.
“How are you feeling? Is there anything I can do for you, Buttercup?” David asked.
Cassidy gave Brook a quick look and then looked sad.
“I hurt,” Cassidy said with a pout.
David knew he was in for it, but he didn’t care. His friend was going to be okay.
“I’ll go find a nurse,” David said as he left the room.
Before the door closed, he could hear both Brook and Cassidy giggle. Brook chastised her for being a bad girl.
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David missed his first day of classes, but he suspected that all it entailed was a brief introduction, a recap of the syllabus, and then everyone would go on their merry way.
He wasn’t too worried because he’d loaded up on Tuesday/Thursday classes to allow him to get done early on Fridays.
Then he went to football practice, where he didn’t shine.
Because of his play, Coach Merritt got on him pretty hard and then made the team run conditioning. Everyone knew it was a ploy because football coaches loved to work their
asses off before the first game. But David had never been the cause before.
By the time he left the field, he was dead on his feet.
Then his thoughts turned to his friend.
His heart ached for Cassidy, and he wished he could take her pain away.
“This is positively the worst first day of school ever,”
David said to himself.
“And just think, it’s not over yet,” a girl said, surprising him out of his funk.
“Thanks, that gives me something to look forward to,”
David said as he shook his head slowly.
He glanced up and saw the earnest face looking back at him.
‘If Hello Gorgeous hadn’t come along …’ David thought as he smiled.
“I’m David, better known as Bond, Ian Bond.” His voice dropped at ‘Bond’ like a TV announcer.
“You and my mom are BFFs. You took her to coffee and then invited her up to your room. My dad told me to look you up.”
“Here I am.”
Maybe the day wasn’t going to be utterly sucktastic after all.
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Chapter 2
David’s second day of school went much better. Brook had called and told him that the doctors were much encouraged by Cassidy’s progress, so much so that her dad and brother were flying back to Illinois tomorrow. Football practice had also done a one-eighty, and the offense was back on track.
After practice ended, Coach Merritt had one of the team managers tell David he’d been summoned.