For
you. He wants you to know him, hear him out. Do that, and then think about it, don’t
just react like you have been; think . Then make a decision on what you want to do.”
I sighed before nodding. “Okay. I’ll listen.”
“Good,” she said with a nod. “Now that we have that settled, I wanted to go over the
schedule with you.”
“I told him no!” I groaned in frustration.
“And, damn it, I say yes.” My eyes popped at her curse. “Delilah, you are not alone
anymore. There are people who want to take care of you. Not because they have to, but because they love you.”
I knew of all people Teresa cared for me. I trusted her, and her opinion. And to be
truthful, it felt good to be taken care of, something I’d never had before. I didn’t
know how to handle it all, though, and reacted poorly. I felt like my life was spiraling
out of control. I had control over nothing, not even going to the bathroom, and that
was a very difficult thing for me to relinquish.
Control was what I had been granted when I contacted Joan to be removed from my family.
I ended up a very stubborn person because I was afraid. I felt if I gave up one ounce
of control, I was losing, and being in the hospital, I’d lost a lot. That was probably
why I liked to give up control in the bedroom – a release from my own made chains.
“Okay,” I relented. I needed the help, and I trusted Teresa.
She would be there. What I was afraid of was spending the evenings with Nathan. I
didn’t know if I could take being that close to him without breaking down or mauling
him. Not that I had the energy for mauling.
She smiled and kissed my forehead.
“It’s okay to be scared, mi niña, but I see good things, wonderful things, once the
clouds have dissipated. Love is a beautiful thing.”
I nodded, tears once again streaming down my face. My chest was tight, trying to hold
on as I let go.
C HAPTER 4
I n and out. In and out.
I felt like my hospital room was a revolving door. Strange that it took a car accident
for me to feel wanted for once in my life. Then again, half of them were Nathan’s
family, people I’d just met.
The people who came did so because they wanted to see me. They were worried about
how I was, if I was bored, and some were worried about my future with Nathan.
Nathan’s whole family was very kind and set on keeping me entertained, keeping my
mind off the pain when I was awake. The meds kept me pretty sedated, but almost every
time I woke, someone was there.
Sarah, Erin, Teresa, and I could be found playing cards from time to time, or some
game someone brought in. Movies came and went, and I was now caught up on many of
the recent blockbusters. Well, those I didn’t end up falling asleep watching, which,
thanks to all the drugs, was quite often.
Nathan was always there in some capacity, with the exception of work and sleep. Many
times he was running errands, usually for non-hospital food for me and whatever guests
I had. I still needed time, but there was always touching. It was as if he needed
verification I was alive: small caresses and kisses, looks of longing. His declaration
and actions left me…confused.
I looked over to the wall, counting down the minutes until he returned, knowing the
minute he showed up, I’d be counting the minutes until he left.
It was a sick game my mind played on me.
My heart fluttered when his body filled the space in the doorway, carrying a bag from
one of my favorite restaurants.
He smiled as he set it on the table in front of me, leaning down to kiss my forehead
before a look of guilt crossed his face.
“What’s going on?” I asked, my eyes following him as he took a step back and tried
to hide his cocky grin.
“Nothing.” He grabbed the nearest chair and dragged it over. The legs made an awful
scraping sound against the floor. He sat down on the edge, grinning at me. “Anything
exciting happen