The doctors are letting Sid go home today. He's been in the hospital for two days and is definitely itchy to get home. He's allowed to talk now and basically needs to be cautious about his jaw and he can't have anything but liquids. The nutritionist that he consults periodically has provided recommendations on how to try and keep his weight up. He's going to lose weight but we want to prevent that as much as possible. I did a big shopping trip to make sure I had all the ingredients required. Sid has a good blender so we're all set. I've been bringing Sid milkshakes for the past two days. We need to start real nutrition now but a few milkshakes wasn't going to bother him much for a day or two. The doctor has given us his antibiotics to take orally now. He's also given us the follow up appointments which will probably be done at Consol. For the next few days, Sid is supposed to rest and not exert himself in any way. I'm going to make sure that he's either on the sofa or in the bed.
They let us use a loading dock to leave because there are media at the front doors. We use Sid's truck with the tinted windows but I drive. The ride home is quick and silent. As I pull onto Sid's driveway, he takes my hand and says "thank you for taking care of me." His lisp is cute but then it reminds me of the puck hitting his face and that I felt like I almost loss him. I reach over and take his hand in mine. He squeezes it and pulls it to his lips to kiss. After kissing it, he winces and moans. "Sid, as much as I love when you kiss my hand, you really need to stop using your lips until you're healed." He chuckles and then suddenly says "oh God!" I'm terrified what happened so I turn to him and starting looking over his face. "What's wrong Sid?" I look over his face but see nothing different. "Sloan, if I can't use my lips then that means I can't eat you out!" Holy shit, he freaked me all to hell and he's thinking about sex! I silently turn to the door and get out of the car. "What?" He calls after me. I just shake my head. I guess I'm happy that he's joking around because it says a lot about his mental state. At least he's not sullen and depressed as I feared he might. Now that we're get home, when did I start thinking of his house as home?, I help him in the door and directly up to bed. I sit him on the bed and turn down the bed. "No" he says. "I really need a shower babe." Part of me is glad to hear it. He didn't shower after the game and only had sponge baths since. Quite bluntly, he stinks. "Stay here" I tell him.
I go into the bathroom and decide on a bath. He seems a little unsteady on his feet from the trauma and all the pain medication. After filling up the tub, I go back to the bedroom. He's where I left him but lying back on the bed. "Come on, let's get you clean." I help him stand and strip then lead him to the bath. After helping him in, I roll up my sleeves and grab the soap and washcloth. "You're not getting in with me" Sid asks but I can hear the weariness in his voice so I soap up the cloth and begin washing him. I focus on the task at hand and try to keep detached. It doesn't work because I feel my body reacting to touching his. As I get below his waist, I can tell that he's reacting too. "Sid, stop, you need sleep." He gives me a small smile. I take some of the shampoo and wash his hair too. When he's clean, I grab a towel and help him out of the tub to sit on the ledge. He's exhausted, truly exhausted, so I dry him too. After leading him back to the bed, I'm about to ask him if he wants shorts but he slides into bed naked. I sit beside him and kiss his forehead. When I stand, Sid grabs my arm and says "stay." His eyes are half closed but his grip is firm. "Ok" I tell him and move to the dresser. I take off my clothes except for my panties and then put on one of his tee shirts.
I slip into bed beside him and turn on my side so that we are facing each other. I trace his brow lightly. "Sleep Sidney. You'll feel better after you sleep." He moves to me, pushes me gently on my back and lays his head on my chest. I sigh and run my fingers through his hair lightly. I hear his breathing slow and know the exact moment he falls asleep. As I lay here with Sidney sleeping in my arms, 'those' thoughts start crowding my brain – 'it's only for the season' and 'you should never have gotten attached.' I push them out of my head. It's way too much stress to deal with right now. All I'm focusing on is Sidney. I love him and he needs me right now so I'm going to help him in any way that I can. I feel horrible that his Nana is so sick right now too. His parents desperately want to be here for him but also want to be in PEI with Trina's mom. He told them to stay with his Nana. They think that she is dying now and his mom should be with her mom. Of course he would say that to her. He seems almost too perfect; although, he is extremely goofy, very naive, and crazy superstitious. I made the mistake of trying to talk to him while he was on the treadmill running to warm up before a game and if looks could kill then from the one he gave me I'd be dead. Those thoughts creep in again; he should find a nice, young, girl who doesn't have a black past, who isn't damaged, someone who only wants to take care of him. I know this in my head, but in my heart … Ok, I need to stop this or else I will drive myself crazy. I need to focus on the here and now.
I wake up and there is an incredible pain coming from my jaw. That's the moment I truly wake and remember what happened. I look beside me and Sloan is gone but I do smile knowing that she must be downstairs because she said that she's staying. I put on some sweats and head downstairs. When I reach the bottom I can hear the blender going. I see Sloan at the counter with various containers on it and a full blender going fast. She notices me and turns away quickly, fills a glass with water and returns to me. "Take these" she says as she gives me the glass of water and two pills. I stare at then and Sloan says "they Tylenol with codeine. They'll help with the pain." I take them and then sit at the breakfast bar. Sloan turns off the blender and I ask "what's in there?" She smiles and says "a little of this and a little of that; you'll like it, trust me." It doesn't look all that appetizing. She pours it into a tall glass and places it in front of me. I can only stare at it and it looks gross; kind of like shit, literally shit. Sloan is smiling at me so I pick it up and take a sip. Wow, it tastes good! It tastes like chocolate and peanut butter and I think there's some banana in there too. "Did you think it would be vile? There will be some, I'm sure, but I thought I'd start with one that I knew would taste good. Chocolate protein powder, various vitamins and stuff, banana and peanut butter. Starting tomorrow, there are very specific meals at very specific times of the day. I can't guarantee they'll all be tasty. They're worried about keeping weight on you." Yeah, it's something that I've been worried about too. Some guys lose 20-30 pounds when they break their jaw. I keep drinking and watch Sloan as she eats an apple. She must have showered because her hair is in a ponytail and her face free of make-up. She's wearing yoga pants and one of my sweatshirts with 'property of the penguins' across it. She looks beautiful; incredibly beautiful. I wish that I could kiss her right now but I probably shouldn't. Oh hell, it doesn't matter. I get up, walk around and take her in my arms. She circles hers around me and rests her cheek on my chest. Without her heels on, Sloan is much shorter and still perfectly fits in my arms; no less perfectly than when we're the same height but it's different. She feels smaller, more, I don't know how to describe it. She pushes back slightly to look up at me. "How's the pain?" She asks me. I lean down and kiss her lips lightly. She kisses me back lightly too. I get slightly carried away and take her lips stronger and feel the pain. "Oh Sidney, be careful. I wouldn't want to explain this to the doctor if you've been injured further." I chuckle now. She has a good point but I don't want to let her go. "Leave the dishes. Let's go curl up on the sofa." She nods and we walk arm in arm to the family room.
Her phone goes off so she answers it. "Hi Sam" I guess it's Sam. "Yeah, that's a good idea, I agree. Sid will probably be in the arena later in the week to see the guys but no press." I find it interesting how she makes decisions about the press without even asking me. I think it's even more interesting that she's right. I don't want to see the press. "Send me the statement to review please. Ok, great thanks." They say goodbye and she turns off her phone. "Sorry about that Sid." She cuddles back against me. I turn on the TV to catch some scores. "Let me get a few scores and then we can watch a movie, ok?" She looks up at me and smiles. "Sid, we can watch whatever you'd like. Isn't there a game on?" Ok, she is perfect now. "No, we can watch a movie. I'd like to watch something that takes my mind off of everything." I hug her to me and her hand slides up my thigh when she gets closer. I pull her hair out of her elastic so that it falls around her shoulders. I love it down. "Feel better now" she asks me which makes me smile. I pull up the movies available and she tells me to pick one. I choose Blackhawk Down. I haven't seen it in years and it's an awesome movie. I yawn and feel pain. "Stop yawning" she tells me. Ha ha ha. She grabs the remote and pauses the movie. Curious, I watch her stand up and grab a couple pillows and put them at the end of the sofa. She points and says "lay down." I don't argue with her because it sounds like a great idea to me. I lie down and then pat the place in front of me. She smiles and then lays down in front me until we're spooning. I grab the blanket and pull it over us then start the movie again. If it wasn't for the broken jaw then this moment would be perfect.
"Sloan" I whisper in her ear. "Yeah" she whispers back. "Thank you for taking care of me." "You're welcome. I'm kinda liking it too." That makes me smile again. "You know, this moment is pretty much perfect" I tell her and she snuggles back against me. That gives me an idea.
I slide my hand under her sweatshirt and then I feel her warm flesh at her stomach. I feel her body shiver. Yep, this was a very good idea. I slip my hand further down and inside her yoga pants and panties. As I slip a finger between her folds, she moans and her head rolls exposing her neck. I give it a soft kiss and lament that I can't do any more. Even the kiss hurts my jaw so I focus on my fingers. I dip one finger inside and feel her dampness. We'll make that soaking before I'm done. I swirl my finger around and then slide it up to her clit. This is where she loves it best. I circle around it, then push and then flick it. She moans again and again as I play with her clit. "You love that don't you baby." I don't know where that came from but she seems to like it because she moans again. I push down and she moans again. "Yeah, that is exactly what you like. I'm going to make you cum with just one finger. You are so fucking hot." I focus and try to do just that. Her ass grinds back against me which is very uncomfortable for me but I keep going. I rub and rub and then I slow down to slide a slippery finger around. She whimpers and begs to be touched again so I flick at her clit. Again and again I play this game with her body. As she climbs to a release, I slow down. This time I keep my finger rubbing and her hips begin a jerky motion so I increase speed and alternate pressure. She's crying out now. "Cum for me Sloan" I whisper and she let's go. I cup her as she rides out her orgasm. Yep, definitely soaked. I love listening to her when she cums. She cries and moans and makes the sexiest noises. "Sid, you are incredible. Thank you. Besides being fucking hot, it was a great stress release." I chuckle now and she says "I'm sorry but I have to get cleaned up. You're that good." I chuckle again and pull my hand out of her pants. She gets up, turns and gives me a soft kiss then leaves the room. I think it took me all of thirty seconds to then fall asleep.