Slippery Slope

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Snowplough – Positioning skis in a V-shape to stabilize or brake. It is used especially when first learning to ski.

Kristy poured herself another cup of coffee. It was a bright, beautiful day. She stood up from her kitchen table and stretched. Her ribs were still tender but were healing every day.

She walked over to her window and looked out. The weather continued to be quite warm. There was an explosion of color everywhere. Wildflowers, tulips, lilies, and chrysanthemums reached their blossoms up toward the sun.

Brent laughed again and the sound of it warmed her heart to its core. He was live chatting with Derrick, who was still in the hospital. For a full week they had shared the same room in the intensive care unit until Brent was put into step-down. For the next ten days he spent almost every hour in Derrick’s room, reading and talking to him until Derrick regained consciousness. After he was discharged, they talked everyday by computer and Brent cheered him on through his physical therapy. Derrick was just starting to learn to walk again and though the progress was slow going, his prognosis was good.

Kristy walked up behind Brent and stuck her face into frame next to his to say hi to Derrick. Little Rick and Baby Rachel were on his bed with him. At intervals, Jess’ arms came into view to adjust one of the three of them or to prevent the kids from falling off.

Brent and Derrick’s conversation disintegrated as the children shrieked louder, Jess yelled at them, and Derrick tried to protect his crotch from little Rick’s bouncing body and hopping feet. Brent and Kristy laughed.

“Later, Bro,” Brent closed the laptop. “That dude has his hands full!”

“So do you,” Kristy said and she straddled him on his chair, leaning to one side to avoid the leg that had been wounded. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a slow, deep kiss.

Brent looked down at how she had positioned herself.

“We aren’t exactly lined up, you know,” he said and he shifted her hips above his. She could feel him through her leggings. They kissed again but she was lifting herself up, not wanting to hurt him.

“Babe, I’m okay,” he assured her. As Kristy settled back down, however, he winced.

“I’m sorry!” she exclaimed, jumping.

Brent laughed and held her tightly. “I’m just scamming you. I’m fine, Kristy.”

Kristy smacked his shoulder.

“Brent, it’s not funny!”

“Sure it is. You should have seen your face.”

With that, Kristy tried to stand but Brent pulled her back down, kissing her, his hands roaming over her hips and legs, cupping her breasts. He ran his hands up her shoulders and into her hair. He held her face gently and looked into her eyes, “I should have told you long ago how much I love you,” he said.

Kristy gave his nose and lips a quick peck, “You don’t need to keep saying that, Brent.”

“Yes, I do. And, I will, everyday. I love you, Kristy.”

“I love you, too, Brent.”

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