heat or ice?” Ryan asked, interjecting his way into the conversation.
Kendra looked at him and then sighed. I should have asked that same question myself!
“Heat for the first twelve hours would be good, but it’s going to make the swelling much worse. That will require loosening the bandage more frequently to maintain good blow flow to these injured tissues.”
She nodded her head, “No ice?”
“After this evening, switch from heat to ice.” The doctor looked over her shoulder to Ryan, “Make sure your girlfriend takes it easy for a few days at a minimum. I don’t want her walking if she doesn’t have to.”
Ryan nodded and Kendra blushed. What did you expect? You didn’t clarify to anyone that Ryan wasn’t your boyfriend. She was slightly uncomfortable knowing that everyone treating her assumed they were a couple, but in a strange way, it was also a good feeling.
The nurse prevented Ryan from carrying her out of the hospital by arriving as she was discharged with a wheelchair. The young nurse even insisted it was hospital policy that she deliver her back to her mode of transportation.
Ryan said nothing, simply following along and then opening the car door for her. Once they were away from the hospital, he offered, “I’ll take you home.”
“Thanks.” Kendra had given up trying to fight him. He wouldn't have listened to her anyways. And it was the sensible thing to do. Who are you kidding girl? What is sensible about Ryan bringing you home?
All the while she tried to figure out a way to get him to just drop her off outside her apartment building. The doctor had suggested she rent some crutches, but she had declined, knowing there were a perfectly good pair somewhere in her closet at home. Now, I just have to figure out how to get to my apartment without having Ryan carrying me again. Based upon his earlier actions, she was going to have a fight on her hands. There’s no way he’ll drop you off at the curb and drive away. He’s going to insist on carrying you to your apartment and making sure you have everything you need. You might as well prepare to give in gracefully!
Chapter 8
Ryan held his tongue as the young orderly helped Kendra into the car. He watched her buckle the seatbelt and then carefully shut the passenger door. “Thanks,” he tossed towards the hospital employee who was already backing away from the car.
At least she stopped fighting me and lets me drive her home!
Kendra lived in a modern high-rise apartment building, located in a fairly nice section of downtown Chicago. He’d looked at the apartments when the building had first been put up and he knew that each of them was a two-bedroom, with a modern open concept feel that made them appear more roomy, and yet functional in a variety of ways.
Given her love of roller blading, it was conveniently located only a few blocks from the park. It had a great view of the lake, depending upon which side of the building one lived, and as he looked at the parking situation, he guessed that each unit came with covered parking and security.
“Where should I park?” he asked her, glancing at her and then observed as she tried to decide what to answer. When she sighed and directed him towards the parking garage, he mentally threw his hands in the air. One point for me!
He parked in the space she indicated, and then went around the car to help her out.
“I can walk. Maybe.”
Ryan wanted to argue, but he could see she was serious about trying to get to her apartment under partially her own steam. Part of him admired her for being so resilient. Even though he wanted to care for her, he still appreciated her will to be strong. “Here, lean on me.” He took her arm, wrapping the arm closest to her around her slim waist and lifting her as much as she would allow.
Each step caused her breast to brush up against his chest, and by the time they reached her door, he was more turned on that he could remember ever been. It was
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