Offside - Page 161

“You have to be able to do this if you’re going to be able to get out of here,” Danielle said as I dropped back down on the bed.

I took another deep breath and tried to use my arms to transfer myself from the bed to the wheelchair. My arms had improved, but holding up my own diminished body weight was still just a bit much for me. With a grunt, I strained my muscles as hard as I could and actually managed to drop into the chair. It wasn’t the least bit graceful, and I probably would have tipped the damn thing over if Danielle hadn’t been holding on to it, but I did it.

I glanced over at Nicole in the easy chair in the corner of the room. She had her hands over her mouth—probably to keep from squealing, which drove me fucking nuts when she did it—and her eyes were shining. I knew she was smiling under there.

“Just fucking say it!” I snapped.

“I knew you could do it!” She shrieked and then put her hands over her mouth again.

“Next thing you know, I’ll be able to take a shit by myself,” I grumbled.

“One thing at a time,” Danielle said for the four hundred and seventy millionth time. “It’s not going to happen all at once.”

Nicole came over to the wheelchair and leaned down to kiss me on the forehead.

“You’re doing wonderfully,” she told me.

Whatever.

I sighed and looked up at her, all my pissiness gone along with my energy. Danielle helped me get back into bed—damn that chick was strong—and Nicole sat down on the edge. Danielle filled out her little charts and then left me for the day.

“I’m fucking useless,” I mumbled, and Nicole shushed me.

“You’re my hero,” she told me. She leaned closer, and her lips touched mine softly. “I love you.”

Her hands went into my hair, and her tongue reached into my mouth. I groaned against her, wanting to wrap my arms around her and hold her tight against me, but I just couldn’t. It was easy enough to hate myself for it, but if I was going to be helpless, at least it was Nicole holding me up. Her hands slid down my arms and chest, then down to my stomach. Certain parts of my body were reminded of her touch and begged for more attention.

“At least I know my dick still works,” I said with a grin. I tried to reach up and grope her tits, but my hand only managed to brush against them before it dropped back to the bed.

Nicole gave me a sly smile, grasped my hand, and held it up against one of her breasts as she kissed me again.

Yeah—my dick definitely still worked.

“I’ve got to go babysit,” Nicole said as she broke away and laid my hand back on my stomach. “Jeremy said he was going to come by later, and I think a couple other guys were coming with him.”

“Yeah,” I said with a nod, “Paul and Klosav.”

“Clint still hasn’t come by?” Nicole asked quietly.

I shook my head.

“I told Jeremy to tell him not to be such a pussy,” I said. “He’s not listening, I guess.”

“He offered to take me to prom,” Nicole said with a laugh. “To make up for all of it, you know?”

This was not news I liked.

“If he fucking touches you, I will get out of this bed and fuck him up.”

“Hmm…” Nicole tapped her finger against her chin. “Are you trying to give me incentive?”

“Don’t fucking think about it!”

She smiled and shook her head before kissing me again.

“Never,” she promised.

“Damn straight!”

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