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her—her hips, her tits, and her eyes. The moment comes as my imagination goes into overdrive and I feel my release take over. My legs begin to shake and my entire body goes numb. Just the thoughts of her turn me on to a level of want that I’ve never known before. Slowing my motions, I look down to see cum falling from the tip of my cock. My moment of bliss is over and the last thing I’m left with is that I wish she was in here with me.
    I feel relieved—anger abated and thinking more clearly, I know what I need to do. She is my safety net, the one that will help me finally break through. Tomorrow, I will go back to her and tell her exactly what she means to me. As crazy as it sounds, I need her to realize that she needs me as much as I need her.
    Finishing up my shower, I step out, dry off, and move to my bedroom. As I grab a pair of boxer briefs out of the drawer, hope begins to swell inside of me.
    I know what I want to do, what I need to do, and I’m more than excited to see her tomorrow. Closing my eyes with a smile across my face, I fall into a deep sleep filled with images of my mysterious blue-haired beauty.
     

 
    Chapter 8
    My nerves are a tangled mess as I stand outside of her hospital room. I’m not sure how this will all go down, but I need for her to know and understand where I’m coming from.
    Obviously, we both have difficult pasts and neither one of us knows much about the other. It’s time to be the man I’ve wanted to be for so long and take a stand; I won’t let her go without a fight.
    Running my fingers through my hair, I take in a deep breath and exhale. It’s now or never, Christian, you can do this. My hand presses against the door and I push through to see her standing there, eyes wide. My mouth goes dry and it’s difficult to swallow.
    “Christian?” she mutters in a questioning tone.
    Standing with my hands in my pockets, I look her over from head to toe. My heart is beating so fast, I can feel it pulsating through my fingertips. She’s dressed in a pair of hospital scrubs hanging loosely from her small frame. Her hair is pulled in all directions, and her face, although bruised, is glowing.
    “I couldn’t let you leave the hospital without saying goodbye. I’ve been racking my brain, asking myself why I care so damn much, and I’ve come up empty.”
    Swallowing the lump in my throat, I take a step in her direction. Brave isn’t even big enough of a word to describe what I’m feeling right now. I’m not sure how she’s going to take what I have to tell her. For all I know, I could get a slap across the face and a kick in the ass out the door.
    Her eyes are filled with intensity and I can’t hold back my feelings a moment longer.
    “There’s something about you, Gretchen, that pulls me to you. I want to be near you and help you. We don’t know one another at all, and I get that, but if you’d give me the chance, I’d like to be your friend.”
    She looks deeply into my eyes and it’s as if our souls are communicating with one another.
    “I’m sorry for being a bitch earlier. There’s just a lot on my mind and I’m not one to let others into my world. If you really want to be my friend,” she stops herself for a brief second and smiles, “you’ll have to call me Etty and not Gretchen; it’s what my friends call me.”
    A huge grin spreads across my face as I pull her into my arms and she lets her body to mold into mine. Allowing my eyes to close, I feel at peace; no matter what, she is now a part of my life and I won’t let myself screw this up.
    “Thank you, Christian.”
    “For what?” I ask, pulling her tighter in to my body.
    “Being a friend and coming back here. I guess I needed you more than I realized.”
    Yes, she finally gets it…thank God!
    “I’ll be here for you as long as you’ll allow me; you just have to let me in.”
    Pulling herself away from me, I instantly miss the touch of her body against mine. She looks up into my eyes once