I woke up to the sun beaming into my eyes and the smell of sausage. The smell made my stomach growl uncontrollably. For a moment I couldn't remember how I had gotten into this strange bed, and then it hit me. Troy. I rolled to the edge of the bed to sit up and groaned in pain when I felt how sore I was. I looked down at my hands and they were swollen badly. I couldn't move my right hand, but my left one gave a little wiggle, but not without a little pain. My head was throbbing severely and my feet were a little sore. Probably from running through the woods without shoes on.
I sat there for a second trying to figure out what I needed to do today, but I honestly felt like going back to sleep. I looked around and saw a door in the room that I hoped led to a bathroom. I carefully twisted the nob with my left hand and it creaked open. I turned the light switch on with my elbow and stoped when I caught myself in the mirror.
I looked like shit. My hair was all tangled and matted, I had a huge blue bruise on my temple that ran to my cheek bone, and my eyes were puffy. I couldn't believe I looked like this in front of Troy and he still kissed me. I would have been revolted.
I tried to do the best I could by patting my hair down and wetting my face, but without total use of my hands I still looked like crap. I sighed in defeat. I needed a shower or a bath, but I knew I couldn't manage that alone. I walked out of the bedroom and towards the smell of sausage. It had been years since I had someone to cook for me. I walked into the kitchen and froze when I seen Troy and the doctor talking at the island. Both of them looked my way when I went and sat on a stool beside them.
"Good morning love," Troy said. "How are you feeling?"
"Like a truck rain me over," I laughed.
A gleam flashed in his eyes and he smiled back at me.
"Well Blake wanted to go ahead with the x-rays this morning. I figured you'd like to eat first though?"
I nodded and gazed at the food before me. There was eggs, sausage, gravy, biscuits, and a bowl of fruit.
"What do you want love? I can make you a plate," Troy offered.
"A little bit of everything please."
He laughed and said, "Yes ma'am."
As he picked up the plate and started loading it up I noticed a strangeness between the two. Blake was looking at Troy intently and you could almost make out a nod or two. It was weird. Like they weren't talking aloud but I sensed they were carrying on some kind of a weird conversation. I cautiously watched them and then Troy set the plate in front of me with a glass of water with another straw in it. I smiled at the gesture. I reached for a sausage patty and then dropped it with a hiss. Troy noticed and I felt extremely helpless.
"Easy. I'll help you. You don't need to hurt yourself anymore than you already are. At least not until you get some x-rays to see how bad the damage is," Troy stated.
I sighed in defeat and Blake commented, "He's right Katherine. Let us help you and then we will ride into town to do a few x-rays. We'll get you all fixed up and you'll be able to use your hands in no time."
"I know. I'm just not used to this. I've always done everything myself," I whined.
"And that's understandable love, but you need to heal. Plus I don't mind feeding you. It doesn't bother me one bit," Troy said.
I eyed Troy suspiciously. He was being so sweet. I knew he was being genuine but it still sneaky to me. Then again the kiss and the sparks and the needing him was real. It was quite confusing. I had been married for eight years with someone I thought I had loved, but this man standing in front of me made me feel like I could find a love that would be unforgettable.
"Thank you Troy. I do appreciate the both of you. I'm just on edge. I'll have to leave soon though. I don't want you to get hurt," I said.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Love you don't have to leave. No one is going to get hurt. Your safer here than anywhere else. I promise nothing is going to happen to us, and nothing is ever going to happen to you," Troy almost pleaded. "Here lets just eat and get you checked out, and we will discuss this after a while."
He nodded and then picked up a piece of sausage and fed it to me. My heart fluttered and I blushed a little bit. He continued to feed me until I was sure I had enough. I sipped my water and excused myself. I went to the bathroom in the guest room and wiggled my boxers down to relieve myself. Before I got off the toliet I noticed I wasn't going to be able to pull them back up. I groaned. I sat there for a minute trying to figure out how I would be able to do this. I stood up and tried pulling them up with just a finger, but halfway up they fell again.
I didn't want Troy to have to keep helping me but I was running out of options. I sat back down weighing my options and gave up on doing this by myself.
"Troy?" I called loud enough so he could here me.
It wasn't seconds later that I heard him outside the door. "Yes love?"
"I may need a little more assistance."
He opened the door with an eyebrow cocked. I pulled my shirt over my privates.
"I really do hate being a burden, but I can't pull the boxers up," I said feeling ashamed.
He laughed. It was such a genuine, sexy laugh. He came over to me and helped me up. He squated down and slowly pulled them up. His fingers grazed my skin and a moan slipped from my mouth at the currents that shot through me. He stood up and looked down at me brushing my hair back. The look in his eyes made me melt and made me wet. He cupped my face and his thumb brushed softly against my cheek. I closed my eyes concentrating on my breathing and enjoying the feeling.
"Katherine," he whispered in a low seductive voice.
I opened my eyes to find him intently starring at me. His fingers went lower and brushed against my bottom lip. I took in a sharp breath and felt the electric sensations he was sending though my body.
"Please," I whispered. Not exactly sure what I was pleading for. And he dipped his head to replace his finger with his tongue. He nipped at my bottom lip and then licked it. I moaned closing my eyes and my head rolled back a little. He then started a trail from my lips to my neck. I shivered slightly under his touch wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Troy?" Blake called from the kitchen.
Troy came up panting and responded, "We're coming."
He laid his forehead on mine and looked at me. His eyes had gotten darker. What was this man doing to me?
"Come on love, we have to go get you checked out," he said.
I nodded. "Wait! I have no clothes. I can't be spotted like this. I look terrible!"
"You won't be seen. And you don't look terrible, to be honest I think you look sexy. Come on love lets go."
Sexy? Oh my. This just didn't seem real. And if I was dreaming... I never wanted to wake up.