Page 58 of Wilde Abandon
She sent the message this time.
“Why’d you do that?”Of course Lyric was watching everything she did.
“It feels like we went from online chatting to being in a really deep relationship.”
“Because you guys have a history.You knew each other already.You just needed some time to catch up with the in-between stuff.”
“True.”Those chats had only proven the friendship they shared as kids was deeper and stronger now.“I spend every night with him now.”Though it hadn’t been that long.And wasn’t the beginning of the relationship the best part?That time when you just couldn’t keep your hands off each other and you wanted to be with that person every second.
“That’s promising.”
“It’s amazing.Better than I’ve ever had with anyone else.And I’m not just talking about the sex.”
“He’s the one.”Lyric always had this way of cutting to the core of things.
“Yes.We’ve even talked about the future.But I have a key to his place, the code to his alarm”—which he’d given her when he kissed her goodbye the day she met him at the center—“but he hasn’t said I can leave anything at his place or that he wants me to move in.It’s too soon for any of that anyway.”
“Why?”
She stiffened her spine.“Why?Because it is.”
Lyric held her gaze, hers open and inquisitive.“Who said?Fox?You?Is that howyoufeel?”
“I feel like a pincushion.”As diversions from a conversation went, that one wasn’t bad.
Her sister wasn’t deterred.“Answer the question.”
“I feel like when he’s not with me, something is missing,” she blurted out.Like right now.She desperately wanted him to be with her.He’d hold her hand, comfort her, and everything would be all right.
Lyric grinned.“There you go.”
She raised her uninjured hand and let it drop.“I don’t even know what you mean by that.”
“Yes, you do.You’re just scared to admit that you love him.”
“I know I do.It’s just… How did this happen?”
Lyric put her hand on Melody’s knee.“I think what you really mean is, how do you hold on to it?”
She didn’t get a chance to figure that out.
The drape pulled back and a young doctor in dark gray scrubs walked in.“I’m Dr.Torres.Heard you took a dive at the bar and…” He glanced at the glass shards sticking out of her leg.“Ouch.”
She stared at her throbbing leg.“You could say that.”
He scrunched his nose.“You smell like a brewery.”
She pointed to the glass.“Beer mug.”
“Okay.I’ll numb you up, then we’ll wait for it to take effect.Once that’s done, I’ll start with your hand.”He gently put his hand under hers and unwrapped the blood-soaked towel from her palm and fingers.“A few stitches in each of these should do it.You’ll want to take a couple days off work to give yourself time to heal, so you don’t just pull the stitches out.”
Melody glanced at Lyric.
“Jax has probably already covered your Saturday shift.You don’t need to be back to work until Wednesday.Unless you need more time.In which case, we’ll cover for you.The weekday crowds aren’t as packed.”
She resigned herself to a few days off at the bar.She wasn’t great at doing nothing.Hence the two side gigs.But maybe she and Fox could spend that time together.
The doctor got to work, poking her with a needle in a couple different places around the glass in her leg, her finger, and palm to numb her.He cleaned out the wounds on her hand, then put in three stitches in her finger and five in her palm.She flinched when they took the glass out of her leg.She was shocked to see that one piece had gone at least two inches deep.The other only about an inch.But she had to turn away when the doctor dug into her thigh, opening the wound to be sure there were no tiny shards left behind.