Taking Chances (Blackrock Book 2) Read Online Free

I
smile.
    Knox
shakes his head. “I’ll get you a dinosaur.” He
laughs, walking out of the room.
    My
dad sits down beside the bed. “How are you feeling?”
    “Like
I got hit by a car,” I say and he laughs at me.
    “Yeah
I guess you would. I am happy you’re awake.”
    I
nod laying my head on the pillow,
    “So
how did you know I was here?” I ask, turning my head a little.
    “The
hospital called me; I am down as your emergency contact on your
insurance,” he replies, leaning back in his chair and I watch
as he puts his ankle over his other knee.
    “Really
I thought I had Knox,” I say and he looks at me.
    “You
do but I am a secondary and they didn’t know which of you it
was.”
    “Sorry,
that must have been a shit phone call to get.”
    He
snorts. “Yeah, I just hope it never happens again.”
    I
can see the stress on his face as he looks at the heart monitor. “So
what’s the deal with you and Knox?” I ask him.
    “What
do you mean?”
    “Dad,
come on; it’s been forever and you haven’t even bothered
to contact either of us.”
    What
the fuck does he think I mean? I am laying here in a bed where I
can’t move and he is starting this shit with me.
    “I
have told your brother this. I did come see you but George kept
turning me away on more than one occasion.”
    I
am not sure if I believe him but I can see my uncle doing something
like that.
    My eyes are getting heavy now.
“I’m tired.” I say, closing my eyes.

Chapter 3
    I
wake to a noisy nurse fixing my bed and rattling around the room.
“Morning handsome,” she says when she sees me open my
eyes.
    “Morning,
what time is it?” I ask closing, my eyes again and I can hear
her chuckle.
    “Well
sugar, it’s about that time,” she answers cryptically.
    “What
time would that be?” I ask this crazy nurse.
    “It’s
time for your sponge bath, sugar.”
    My
eyes fly open, looking around and see that she has pulled over all
the curtains.
    “Eh,
that’s okay. I can get my brother to fix me up later,” I
say slightly petrified.
    She
lets out a hearty laugh. “Don’t you worry, sugar. You
isn’t got nothin I ain’t already seen,” she says
pulling away my blankets.
    I
look down for the first time, noticing I have scaffolding around my
lower stomach and hips.
    “What’s
that for?” I ask her and she looks at me for a minute before
answering.
    “That
baby is so you don’t move and hurt yourself more. When your
body is ready to walk again then it will come off.”
    I
am slightly confused by what she has said but even more afraid as she
pulls my hospital gown up. Jesus, I can’t feel anything down
there so I hope my junk is behaving. I watch as she takes the sponge
out of the water and starts washing me down like I am a Buick. She
looks over at me smiling, holy Jesus, please
don’t be hard please, don’t be hard ,
I chant to myself. This nurse is about as old as Peggy. I am sure she
does not want to see me in my morning glory.
    She
pulls down my gown thankfully, and then nods at me.
    “You
should at least buy me dinner before you salute me, sugar.” She
chuckles as I feel my face go on fire.
    Well
at least I know I still work. She moves around to the other side,
starting with my right arm.
    “So
how long have you worked here?” I ask her, trying to be polite
but she laughs again.
    “Twenty
years and loving every minute.” I can see the happiness written
all over her face as she continues to wash my arms and chest. “Who’s
that sugar?” she asks, pointing to my chest.
    “Oh
my mom, she passed a few years ago.”
    She
pats my tattoo. “Sorry to hear that.”
    When
she is done with my chest, she wipes my face.
    “I
need to do your back but it will hurt a bit to sit up okay, sugar?”
she asks and I nod as she puts her arm across my chest then leavers
me forward.
    “Jesus,”
I say through clenched teeth.
    “Okay
hold on, baby, almost done,” she says working quickly and then
lays me down. I can feel the sweat on my