It wasn't until Brad felt a hand on his shoulder that he finally cracked open an eye, finding Emily leaned over him. "Good morning, Brad. Sorry to wake you but I've been doing a medical check of everyone here and you're next." Emily explained as Brad pushed himself up with a yawn, stretching his arms above his head before he rubbed at his eyes.
"No problem. How long was I out?" Brad answered and Emily smiled at him at me as he climbed from the couch.
"Eight hours according to my watch." Emily answered as Brad followed her down the hallway. When Brad paused staring at her she just shrugged. "You needed the rest, Brad. How else are you going to look after Bridget if you collapse?"
"I guess you're right. Bridget wouldn't be happy if I did that." Brad agreed as Emily turned the doorknob, revealing the small office she'd been using as a first-aid room. "How is she by the way?"
"Still sleeping. I've been checking on everyone and she's the only one who needed the most medical attention." Emily explained as she walked over to a set of desk chairs. Taking a seat in one of them she nodded towards the other. Taking a seat Brad waited patiently as Emily picked up a blood-pressure cuff. "Now hold still." She said, wrapping the cuff around Brad's left arm.
After checking his blood pressure Emily grabbed a thermometer and after she held it close to Brad's forehead he heard a beep. Noting the way she chewed her lip he frowned at her his mouth going dry until Emily noticed the way he was staring at her and she smiled at him. "Don't panic, Brad. I was just making sure the thermometer worked." Emily explained and he let out a breath, unable to stop a tiny smile as she sat back.
"Please don't scare me like that, Emily. After Los Perdidos and Willamette I don't need anymore scares." Brad answered and she nodded, setting the thermometer back into the first-aid kit on the desk. "Are you sure Bridget's completely fine?"
"She's just worn out from surgery, Brad but I'm sure she'd love some company." Emily answered as Brad climbed from his seat. When he stumbled after making it to the door she climbed to her feet steadying him when he leaned his shoulder against the door. "Take it easy, Brad. You're still not fully rested." She added, guiding him despite his protests back to Bridget's room.
"So I've noticed, Emily. I might rest in Bridget's room when I get there." Brad agreed, silently grateful for the help as he made his way slowly back to the bedroom. When Emily pushed open the door Brad brightened at the sight of Bridget, a blanket covering her. Taking his time Brad wandered over and once he reached her bedside he relaxed seeing how calm she looked. "She looks pretty peaceful." He commented stroking her hair and she sighed, her head resting on a pillow.
"Other than exhaustion Bridget's resting comfortably as you can see, Brad." Emily explained a faint smile on her lips when I opened my eyes, blinking from the light. Once I saw Brad leaning over me I managed a weak smile. "Or she was until you showed up."
"Hey, Brad. Where did you come from?" I whispered, barely able to sit until he pressed a hand to my back helping me sit before he sat behind me. "Still feeling kind of woozy." I admitted curling up on his lap as he stroked my hair.
"That's not surprising considering your list of injuries, Bridget. I might need to change your bandages soon if you don't mind sitting still." Emily told me and I briefly nodding content to lean against Brad's chest as Emily moved to my side. I barely even noticed when she slowly and carefully unwrapped my arm revealing an inch-long wound. Several stitches keeping it closed had torn but I didn't care, my attention focused squarely on Brad who just chuckled at me.
"There we go all done." Emily announced and I blinked, turning my attention to her as she rolled up the unused bandages, slipping the needle she'd used to redo my stitches into a hazardous waste bag.
"What did you do, Emily?" I asked her and she smiled at me nodding towards Brad who gave her a one-armed shrug. "What's so funny? Did I miss the joke?" I sighed and Brad just shook his head ruffling my hair with a tiny smile.
"Never mind, Bridget. How about you and I get some rest?" Brad suggested and I grinned at him as he draped an arm around my waist. Even after we lay back he held me close and I smiled to myself despite feeling weak from the last few days. As Brad's steady heartbeat lulled me to sleep I didn't hear the door click shut as Emily left the room.
I spent the next three days in my bedroom, really just an empty office that someone had dragged a bed into. In that time I spent most of the hours sleeping occasionally eating and drinking or using the bathroom though I was pretty embarrassed to need help getting there and back.
As I leaned on Brad's shoulder for the short trip back from the bathroom he noticed me staring at the floor my cheeks a bright pink and he slowed giving me a tiny grin when I raised my head. "Bridget, you don't need to be embarrassed. I've used the toilet when you were in the shower remember?" Brad pointed out and I rolled my eyes at him leaning a little more heavily on his shoulder.
"Yeah I remember that. Couldn't wait until I got out of the shower could you?" I weakly laughed and he grinned at me walking me the rest of the way. As Brad helped me sit on the bed he kept an arm draped around my shoulders steadying me.
"Hey you weren't complaining when I joined your shower." Brad replied and I nodded as he sat in front of me. "How are you feeling?"
"Better actually. No headaches or dizziness since Emily gave me those headache tablets." I admitted and he nodded, touching his fingers to my temple. "Now what are you doing, Brad? Checking my temperature?" I joked and he chuckled, gently pushing me backwards until I was lying on the blanket beneath us.
Still smiling at me Brad buried his face in my neck and I sighed as he nuzzled my throat, kissing my neck as I lay there. "Apparently not. Brad, you sure you want to do this with me?" I asked and Brad raised himself up by his elbows staring at me with one eyebrow raised until I laughed. "Brad, I haven't showered since we got back remember?" I pointed out and after an awkward pause he helped me sit.
"Okay so I was trying to be polite but you do need a shower." Brad admitted and I nodded as he draped an arm around my shoulders. Once he helped me from the bed I noticed a slight grin still on his face and I blinked at him confused until he planted a kiss on my lips. "I was just thinking that we could continue this during your shower." Brad suggested and I blinked until he nuzzled my neck and I let out a breath liking just how close he was.
"Sounds like a very good idea, Brad though you might have to carry me and do all of the work." I replied and he chuckled, his arm moving to my waist and as he helped me towards the door I just knew I had a goofy smile on my lips.
"That's fine with me, Bridget but we need to be quiet. At least until we get to the bathroom. I left a box of clothes in there that should fit you and some clean towels." Brad explained as I limped down the hallway towards the bathroom and I nodded grateful for the help.
"Just like last time huh, Brad?" I replied and he snorted remembering the loud Hawaiian shirt he had been forced to wear. "Except without that shirt right?"
"Yes, Bridget. I made sure to request something a little less...colorful." Brad answered as I tried very hard not to giggle at him unsure if he'd change his mind as we entered the bathroom. Once inside Brad set me down gently on one of the seats before he started to strip going as slow as possible and by the time he'd stripped down just to his boxers I had a faint blush on my cheeks my eyes on him the entire time.
"Bridget, are you completely sure about this?" Brad teased a smirk on his face as he watched my eyes traveling his body before they paused on his face. Instead of answering I started to casually unbutton my shirt giving Brad a gradual view of my bra. I barely had the shirt open when Brad stepped forward one arm wrapping around my waist as his mouth crushed mine and I groaned as he used his other hand to tug the shirt off.
Breaking off the kiss he nipped at my throat tossing the shirt onto the floor but I didn't even care my head tilting back as he kissed my neck. "You don't know how long I've waited to get you alone, Bridget." Brad muttered between kisses as he reached for my pants, slipping them off and I blinked at him as he tossed them aside as well.
"I can probably guess, Brad." I mumbled and he chuckled giving me a kiss that I felt all the way down to my toes. Once he deprived me of my bra he knelt and I tilted my head back with a sigh as he caught my nipple with his teeth giving it a brief nibble before he slowly sucked on it. When I groaned Brad released my nipple straightening before he kissed and I shuddered when his tongue slipped into my open mouth.
Brad's tongue explored my mouth as his hands dipped down sliding my underpants off and after he tossed that into a growing pile of clothes he broke off the kiss, both of us breathing hard and after I buried my face into his neck he stroked my hair. "Bridget, just want to make sure you're up to this." Brad whispered and I leaned forward nipping at his throat which produced a low groan before he stared at me both eyes wide.
"Brad, I couldn't be more ready." I whispered and he snorted at the flush of my cheeks barely managing to tug down his boxers before I draped an arm around his shoulders pulling his lips down towards mine and after another mind-blowing kiss he smiled at me, picking up a foil packet and after he slipped on the condom he helped me into the shower stall.
While he adjusted the water I leaned against his back worried that I'd fall without his help but despite my legs aching from standing I felt pretty good though I was glad when he draped an arm around my waist. Once we stood under the hot water I sighed the sweat and dirt that had accumulated over the past few days washed from my body.
Brad kissed my throat his lips warm as he trailed his fingers down my naked body and I closed my eyes as his fingers brushed my stomach. "Bridget, just relax." He whispered and then I was gasping as he lifted me into his arms, burying himself deep.
As he started to move I tilted my head back my eyes closed as I dug my fingers into his back, enjoying how close we were before I finally started to move my hips. "That's it, beautiful. I won't drop you." He whispered, kissing my throat and neck as he moved in sync with me.
"I...hope not, Brad." I groaned and he grinned at me, running his tongue down my neck. "Won't have...sex with you again...if you drop me on the bathroom floor." I warned and he laughed slipping his tongue into my left ear thrusting his hips in time with his tongue.
"Just kidding, babe. I've been wanting to do this since we got back but you needed rest more than anything." Brad whispered into my ear and I opened my eyes catching the smirk on his lips before I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist pushing him deeper into me.
"You and me both, Brad but I could barely stay awake for more than a few minutes." I agreed, whining as he nipped at my lips catching my lower lip between his teeth and as he sucked on it he sped up holding me close. When I began to groan louder he slowed the kiss so gentle I felt tears springing to my eyes before something shattered in me and as he nuzzled my throat I cried out. Without his arms around my waist I would have fallen backwards but Brad wouldn't let me, speeding up as I buried my face in his chest driving himself faster and faster until he came with a grunt.
Brad helped me stand on the floor and when I wobbled he kept an arm around my waist kissing my forehead while I waited for my legs to stop trembling.
"Wow." I managed and he chuckled helping me back to the bench and as Brad grabbed a towel I leaned my head back. "You are an amazing boyfriend."
"I think so too, Bridget." Brad answered as he toweled himself dry, wrapping the damp towel around his waist before he grabbed one for me. As Brad dried my body I felt my lips curl into a smile noting how gentle his hands were and after I was dry he tossed the towel onto the floor helping me get dressed. After a quick rummage in the box nearby Brad produced a much more tame shirt and as he pulled it on I relaxed, rubbing my legs to ease the ache from them. Once he slipped on his jeans he gathered our discarded underwear putting them into a pile and I watched with a grin as he dropped them and the towels into a bin.
"We'll pick them up later after you've rested, Bridget." Brad explained as I climbed down from the bench and he chuckled, catching me in his arms when I stumbled.
"Guess I need more time to recover." I admitted and he nodded, lifting me into his arms before he crossed the room and I rolled my eyes secretly pleased at how kind and caring he was.
Once we were safely back in our shared bedroom I stretched lying on my side and I grinned as Brad draped an arm around my waist nuzzling the back of my neck. "Just get some sleep okay? You still haven't fully recovered, Bridget." Brad whispered unable to resist giving my neck a brush with his lips and I had to agree as my eyes started to close.
"Kind of sleepy...'night, Brad." I mumbled as I lay my head on the pillow not knowing that Brad had already closed his eyes.