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Meant for a Life With You

Chapter 4: Alone Time for the Newlyweds

A/N: This chapter is cute, a little bit of flirting and sass between the two of them. I’m excited for you guys to read the one after this one. Seth will bring Nikki home and its going to get real interesting.

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Nikki’s point of view:

I wake up not recalling anything. I forget the pain. I forget how my life might be in ruins. For a few moments all is calm and right were it should be. Then I open my eyes. I see my toes sticking up from my cast that is raised at the end of my bed. The terrible hospital lights send my head pounding. I can’t move my left arm or my body. I’m stiff and feeling trapped. Then I see Seth laying down in the recliner using his jacket as a makeshift blanket. I smile at the sight of him sleeping. He is peaceful looking, with his face so relaxed, all I could do was stare.

“So damn fine,” I say under my breath. My stomach growls and I scan the room for food, not that I can reach for anything without a shooting pain ripping through my whole body. I see a plastic bag on the night stand next to me, I assume it has the food that I sent Seth to get for me last night before I passed out. I also see a stack of magazines and a huge vase with carnations in them, Lisa and Aurora must have got them for me. I smile at how beautiful they are. My stomach growls again.

“Yes, Yes I know baby. Mama’s going to feed you right now.” I pat my stomach and talk to it like a pet. I reach for the remote that's connected to the bed and call the nurse to come help me.

A minute goes by and a nurse walks in. She sees that Seth is sleeping so she comes in carefully.“Hey hun, how ya feeling this morning?” she asks me.

I tell her how I feel and update her on my pain scale. I ask her to help get the things off the nightstand, and I say thank you as she leaves the room. The magazines are all perfect, all the trashiest celebrity gossip ones. My worst habit is knowing too much about celebrities. I couldn’t tell you why, I’m just so addicted to it all. I dig through the bag, he got me a bunch of cookies. I find oreos and my mouth starts to water. I hold in my child like squeal. I start to rip at the the roll of cookies but I can’t get it open. Only having one hand is making it nearly impossible. I’m really just crumpling the wrapper, making the plastic give off a loud sound. I get frustrated and forget there’s a sleeping man next to me. The more frustrated I get, the louder the wrapper gets.

I see Seth shift in the chair and then he sits up causing his jacket to fall to the floor. He looks at me to see what woke him up and chuckles at me.

“Is your healthy breakfast giving you trouble?” He rubs his eyes with the palms of his hands and puts the chair up in the regular position.

“I don’t know if anyone has told you this, but it’s not polite to make fun of the handicapped.” I continue to struggle with the packaging.

“Give it here cookie monster.” he holds his hand out. I give it to him grumpily.

He opens the roll and I can smell it’s contents from a mile away. He steals one from the pack and gives it back. I fake gasp, “How dare you sir?”

“You can’t just expect me to open a roll of crack and steal one.”

I roll my eyes at him and begin to inhale the cookies one by one. I open and start to flip through the People magazine that he got me. He stands up at stretches, raising his arms up causing his shirt to rise up a little. “How did you sleep.” I ask him nervously. To resist staring, I bite the inside of my cheek and keep looking at the magazine. Then I remind myself internally ‘You’re married. Take a look.’, so I look that delicious man up and down once and look back to my magazine. ‘God damn.’

“That chair is probably the worst thing I’ve ever slept on.” I look up and frown at him.

“I’m sorry baby, I’ll ask when we’ll be able to go home. That way we can get you sleeping on something that won’t give you scoliosis.”

He smiles weakly at me, and I can tell I have just reminded him about the whole married thing. “How are you feeling by the way?” He puts on a more serious tone.

“Claustrophobic. The pain is kinda bad but the meds definitely help.” He smirks.

“You keep talking about those damn drugs. I might just need you to hit me with your car so I can get my hands on some of them.”

“I'll be keeping my eye on you next time we're near the street. I'll have to get you one of those backpacks with the leash on it they make for kids.”

“Ok but it has the be a monkey.” I laugh.

There's a brief silence. “Do you want to-uh watch T.V.?” I hold up the remote.

“It depends what you put on.”he smirks.

“So definitely Forensic Files.” I say a little overly excited.

“ Forensic File?” I could hear the judgment in his voice.

“Yes, it's the best show ever made.”

“Oh really?” He crosses his arms.

“Fine judgey, we’ll look what's on and take a vote.” Rolling his eyes he puts the chair in a more comfortable position. We look through the guide and I see a cheesy episode of Star Trek is on, “I vote this one.“

“Agreed.”

I grab the strawberry lemonade he got me but of course I struggle with it. “Oh my sweet knight in shining armor…” I say almost singing. I bat my lashes and hold out the bottle. “Would you please help out a poor little girl dying of thirst?”

“Of course my lady.” he bows his head to me ever so slightly takes the bottle and opens it with ease.

As he hands it back to me I say “Thank you. And who said chivalry is dead?” He chuckles at my bad joke and I appreciate the effort.

“I love this episode.” He says

“Me too! It's the one where Spock takes the poison flower to the chest to save Kirk. It's just so romantic.” I sigh.

“Romantic?” He looks at me like I'm crazy.

“My favorite thing about this show is the sexual tension between the two of them.” I take a sip of lemonade and he just stares at me with his mouth hanging open. “See my theory is,” I point at the screen, “that captain Kirk is so sexually repressed because of the all that tension between him and Spock, and that’s why he's always falling for whatever women comes near him. But in reality he just want to fuck Spock” I take another sip.

“I think you just single handedly ruined my childhood.” He runs his hands through his hair.

“You're such a drama queen.” I laugh at him.

We watch a few more episodes and it’s around 10am. Dr. Thompson came in and I update him on everything. He told us that I would be able to leave in three days. I was shocked it was so soon.

I notice that Seth is in a dress shirt, slacks, and dress shoes. He looks so damn good in all black, but I start to feel bad, “When Aurora and Elle get here, you can go get more comfy clothes from home if you want, they can keep me company for a little.”

“Yeah and get my own blanket so I don’t have to use my jacket. Again”

“I felt so bad when I saw you this morning. I want to pull you on the bed a cuddle you.” I hear the door start to open and I wink at him.

My girls walk into my room with a bundle of goodies that make me forget about the pain. Lisa has balloons in one hand and beautiful arrangement of flowers in her other, with one of my duffle bags hanging from her shoulder. Aurora is carrying my pillow and my favorite blanket along with a plastic bag from the grocery store.

“How you feeling bubs?” Aurora asks using my favorite pet name.

“Getting better as the day goes on.” They both set everything down on the table by the door and walk over to the foot of my bed

“That’s good. Did you ask the doctor when you get to leave?” Lisa pulls a chair up while asking.

“Three days. My doctor told me it was just because of the ribs and the head trauma. They don’t want me to poke a hole in one of my lung or have me not be here if my brain starts to bleed.”

“That sounds scary.” Aurora says.

“It is.” I whimper. I turn my head so they can’t see my face. I wipe away a few tears. I can feel all three of them looking at me like a hurt puppy. “Uh you should uh… put the flowers you those with the other ones you got me.” Seth grabs my hand as I quickly try to change the subject.

“These ones are from us.”Aurora picks up the new vase and brings it over to the night stand with the other flowers. “Those ones are not.” Lisa smiles at me and motions with her eyes to Seth.

“You remembered my favorite.” I smile at the red carnations then back at him. I can feel the devil’s horns growing from the top of my head.

“How could I forget?” He squeezes my hand.

“They’re so perfect.” I smile at him. “And thank you guys so much for the balloons and flowers.” I say still looking at him.

“Why don’t I give you ladies some alone time while I go pick up some stuff from the house.”

“Are we scaring you off?” Lisa asks while rummaging through the plastic bag they brought.

“No, no I’m just a little over dressed for the hospital.” He stands up and looks for his jacket. “Does anyone want anything while I’m out. Coffee? Breakfast? More sweets?” He gives me a amazing smile that gives me the chills.

We make our requests but before he leaves Seth does something very unexpected. I’m left in complete shock as he brushes some of my wild baby hairs away from my face so he can kisses my forehead.

We say our goodbyes and he starts to walks to the door. All I can manage to do is stare at Arora and Lisa.

They stare at me with their mouths hanging open. “Di-did that just happen?” my voice shakes.

They both just nod still staring wide eyed. They look to each other and back at me. “You sneaky bitch, you already have that man falling for you.” Lisa smirks and an overwhelming feeling of warmth overcomes my entire chest.

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