Page 88 of Game Changer

Nope. Not the right decision Lisa. Come onnnnn! It’s been so friggin’ long…

“Shhhhhhhh!” he said, moving towards her with clear intent. “What do you think I’m doing?”

“AJ the door doesn’t lock! It’s a hospital! You shouldn’t be out of bed. You’re tired, you’ve had a long and draining day. What if you collapse, Pim?”

I’m not accepting any of those excuses as a reason why I can’t be close to my girlfriend,he slipped his arms around her waist. “Then put me back to bed,” he winked at her.

And play nurse!

“You must be feeling better,” she said returning his smile and slipping her arms around his middle.

I’ve missed holding you so damn much.

“I was out of bed for a while earlier, just after you ran off in a ball of fire. I’m allowed to be out of bed, nurse said so, doctor said so, physio said so,” he insisted.

“Well. Nurse might say so, but girlfriend says your sexy butt needs to get back into bed, ok?”

“Only if your sexy butt comes with me,” his hands slid down slightly below her waist and, squeezing gently, he bent his head and kissed her deeply.

It’s been so long, Lis… Epically horny. I’m so damn hard it hurts.

“I guess at least Jeremy is gone and can’t walk in on us this time,” she giggled as she climbed into bed next to him.

“Well, I’m sure if he knew what we were up to, he’d try and walk through that door,” he replied as he drew her close to him. “You two seem to be getting along better.”

“He kept me sane.”

“That’s what he said about you.”

Suddenly regretting mentioning Jer when I’m trying to get in my girlfriend’s pants. Fix this!

She shrugged and kissed his cheek lightly. “I guess we kept each other sane. He had my back. I had his.”

“Backs I can handle. As long as no one got any ass.”

“Ooooooh. Are you jealous, AJ?”

“No. I’m just saying.”

You’re making this worse, AJ.

Sex. Get to the sex!

“Oh yeah? But it’smyass!” she argued.

“Yeah…” he thought for a moment, “but –”

“AJ?”

“Uh-huh?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

Thank fuck for that!

She moved to look squarely into his eyes, “Are you sure you’re up to this, mister? Don’t wanna drive you back into that coma of yours,” she joked. “Actually, on second thought, don’t answer that. I see you’re more than up for it,” she giggled and kissed him again.

Undressing her caused some technical difficulties for him, as did his injuries for her. But they managed eventually. With the door and the blinds closed they got gently reacquainted after their traumatic time apart. Since he woke up and started piecing memories together, he’d yearned to be properly close to her. Once he really remembered her, and their relationship he was overwhelmed with emotion for her and ached to have her in his arms. When he hadn’t remembered who she was, he could see the hurt and pain etched across her face. She seemed constantly worried that he was going to forget her again. He wanted nothing more than to remind her that he knew exactly who she was and that nothing had changed between them. He still loved her, he still wanted to be with her and he still wanted her.

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