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Without thinking, I grasp his strong jaw and pull him into a
kiss. It is not a heated passionate kiss, rather one meant to tell him how much
I love him. We trade lazy, measured movements full of love and longing.
    His hands slide up my neck and into my hair, sending a
shiver down my spine. My stomach flips and my hands shake against his strong
back. I miss this so much. I want him so much.
    Breaking the kiss, I rest my forehead against his. “I love
you, Aus, you have to know that.”
    His chest rises and falls with what feels like a deep sigh
of relief.
    “I hoped you still did, because I am still madly in love
with you.”
    Happy to let now be now, we shift a touch to give Austin's
leg a little relief before I settle back down against his hard chest. After a
few minutes, my exhaustion consumes me and I fall asleep cradled in the arms of
my prince charming.

Chapter 7
    Rylee
    I wake up to find the sun disappearing beyond the pinkish
hue of the horizon. Taking stock of my surroundings, I realize I am no longer
sitting on the waiting room floor. I am back on my makeshift bed in Jeremy’s
hospital room. There is a bench seat in the window with a cushion that I have
called bed for the past ten days.
    The orange cushion is in stark contrast to the rest of the
drab room. The cushion provides a small amount of comfort from sleeping on the
hard surface, but not much. Given the obvious time of day and soreness now
present in my neck and shoulders, it is evident I have been here for a little
while.
    Trying to uncurl myself and stretch my now sore muscles, I
realize I am not alone on my little slice of discomfort. Straightening my legs,
I feel a hand run up my exposed calf and firm thighs. I would know that touch
anywhere. My heart skips knowing Austin is still here. The bubble hasn’t popped
yet.
    Turning away from the window, I am greeted by those stunning
blue eyes that have a renewed sparkle to them. What a perfect sight to wake up
to. In my opinion, there is no better view than one including Austin Black, preferably
shirtless, but beggars can’t be choosers. 
    He smiles that million-dollar smile and I am suddenly very
aware of my less than stellar appearance. Sure, I have showered every day, but
I haven’t felt the need to ready myself for the outside world until now. My
matted hair, lack of make-up, and worn out clothes don’t scream sexy
girlfriend.
    “Well, hi there, Beautiful,” he says with a low sexy timbre
to his voice. I sit up with my legs still casually draped across him and reach
out to run a hand down his stubbled jaw. The coarseness against my hands
ignites parts of me that need to stay dormant while J is lying in a hospital bed
a few feet away. It is safe to say that our chemistry has not faded due to lack
of attention.
    “How long was I out?” I ask, curious how we ended up here.
    “A little over six hours. Looks like you must have needed
the rest.”
    It is true I needed the rest, but I did not plan to sleep
the day away in his arms. Although I have a sneaking suspicion that the only
reason I slept as well as I did was because he held me.
    It is funny how when the thing I want and the thing I need
finally meet, they become the one thing I cannot have. I suppose nobody ever
said life was fair. In this instance it definitely is not. Depriving me of a
life with Austin, after experiencing its splendor, qualifies as cruelty.
    If I have been asleep for over six hours, that means Austin
has just been sitting here. He always finds a way to show me how much he loves
me. I mean for heaven’s sake, he managed to do it while I was passed out. God,
I love him.
    “So you just sat here with me for the entire day? You didn’t
have to do that, Aus.”
    I am in no way surprised that he spent the day here, but I
feel a little guilty.
    “Ry, I’ve told you - I will take you any way I can get you.
And if that means watching you sleep, then so be it. Any time with you is
better than no time.”
    The sincerity on his