Tom could rest his left knee on and use his right leg to get around. It was too hard for him to maneuver with crutches because of the cast on his left arm, so this was all I could think of to help him gain some mobility. He hadn’t said anything yet, but I knew it was killing him to depend on me, even though I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted to. I couldn’t imagine anywhere I’d rather be.
I opened the bedroom door and was startled to see him awake and sitting up in the bed. “Hey, good morning.” I smiled his dark hair was messy and he looked disheveled, but damn if he wasn’t still hot.
“I got something for you.” I held up my finger and went back to the living room to get the walker. I giggled at his surprise when I came back in.
“Where did you get that?” He asked as he looked it over.
“I have connections, remember?” It made me so happy to see a hint of excitement. “Ready to try it out? It may hurt a bit with the weight on your leg, so let me know if it’s too much.”
I parked it in front of him and put the brake on, helping him stand on his good leg. I watched him as he carefully placed his left knee on the padded, testing it out by placing weight on it.
“It hurts a bit, but I think it will work.” He smiled. “First stop…Bathroom.”
“I’ll wait here. Please ask if you need help Tom.” I urged. He nodded and scooted slowly to the bathroom.
When the door finally opened with a smiling Tom, I asked if he was ready for a shower. The look on his face made me giggle. “Come on Tom. I’m a nurse. I’ve seen it all before” I raised my eyebrows at him, knowing full well that I was planning on putting us both in bathing suits, but it was fun to watch his discomfort for a minute.
“Honey, don’t worry. We’re going to wear swimsuits. Point me in the direction of yours and I’ll bring it to you.” I winked and I could see the instant relief flood his face. After I brought him his swim trunks, I headed down the hall to put on my own swimsuit. I grabbed the shower seat and a plastic bag to tape over his stump to keep the soft dressing dry. I grabbed another one for his arm.
“Ready?” I knocked on the door.
“Shit Talia, I don’t see how this is going to work.” He said through the closed door.
“Tom, do you have your swimsuit on?” I asked.
“Yes, but…”
I opened the door to see him standing with the help of the walker. He wearing his swimsuit, and I froze. The man was exquisite! Muscles that rippled down his arms, his flat stomach and strong legs. Holy hell! “Um, this should help.” I pointed to the shower seat.
“Let me guess…connections right?” He smiled briefly.
I put the seat in the middle of the large stand up shower and motioned him over. After he sat down I knelt and wrapped the plastic around his stump. “Ready?” I stood up and waited for his approval. After her nodded, I turned around, dropped my robe outside the door and turned on the water. I held the detachable shower head away from us until the water warmed up and then turned back to face Tom.
“Are you okay?” I asked, noticing his jaw was tight and he was gripping the handles of the seat. “Are you in pain?” He closed his eyes and shook his head. “You want me to continue?” I asked.
When he nodded, I took the warm spray slowly over his shoulders and stepped behind him. “Lean your head back.” I sprayed his hair and handed him the shower head to hold while I washed his hair, taking extra care around the healing cut on his head. I gently massaged the shampoo into his scalp, rubbing soft circles around the base of his neck. I heard him groan and my body responded all the way down to my core. I took the shower head back from him and rinsed his hair.
I wet his back, taking the body wash and rubbing it between my hands. With careful strokes, I rubbed it over his shoulders