I wish I could have smacked him but his lips touched mine briefly and the music in the background had me mellow and confused.
"What the fuck just happened?" he is just looking dow at me, I see the phone on the night stand, the washcloth beside it my phone is there too.
"Well we were getting hot and heavy and then poof."
"Poof?"
"Yup poof, you went to la la land. Doc Jane says it was sensory overload." his fingers stroke my chest gently barely touching like he was scared of the contact.
"Doc Jane? Wha.. What the? I, um what?"
"Yeah she said it was some kind of sensory overload. Let me tell you explaining what was going on and all that was just all kinds of weird. I mean I have never talked to the woman before and she was asking all this shit and then there is the fact that I have never cared for shrinks so,"
"Therapist" I have no idea where my voice came from it sounded weird to me.
"Therapists. But anyway after I did some talking she told me what was going on. That you freaked out and probably went into a shock or something and well then I had to think quick and so I put on the song and tried what I could to get you to come around. Then the phone rang again and well here we are."
I'm sure it all made sense to him but I was still baffled as hell. Pushing myself up I have to wrap my messed up mind around this a bit further, though I hate to crush how happy he looks.
"Okay can you break this down a bit? I mean I get I tripped out. No drugs though?" he shakes his head no, relief. "I freaked out after we were, um?" he nods again "Then you got to talking to mmy shrink somehow and Billy Joel brought me out of it?"
He nods and I am out of words I just wait for him to catch on to speak.
"Oh, sorry my turn, um well. We were making out and things were going well, well and I was hopeful but ready to stop and take your lead. I think we were both really into it and I said I love you in your ear and poof." I love how he explains my freak out.
"Okay and the other half?" I am remembering and getting hot again remembering him as my human blanket but need to get this figured out.
"Well I freaked. I had no clue what was up. One minute your hands are on me the next they aren't. I thought you were second guessing it all until I couldn't get you to open your eyes, you were breathing but kind of weird like and so I called the only person I could think of."
"Doc Jane?" no clue how he would have found her number.
"No Ange. I am serious that girl is going on salary. But I called her and she talked me down from calling 911." Thank god for that. "Then she told me to look in your phone for your shr, therapist, and I did. So I called her. And well you know the rest."
Not really, honestly I didn't and didn't know if I wanted to.
"So it wasn't tripped out dream?" he shakes no, "I didn't go off the deep end?" he gives a so so shoulder shrug, I'll take it. "You stuck with me and went to weird lengths to get me back?" he nods and sheepishly smiles. "You played my favorite song to try and get me back?" His smile is bigger like it was a lucky guess he got right. "You are putting Ange on staff?" he nods again and leans closer getting to the point where we are almost in the same place as before my freak out. "You understand I might do that again?" he moves over me more and I slide down. Now he makes a yes type sound in his throat. "You're not freaked out?" he pulls his head back and gives me an oh please look. "And you are gonna kiss me again now?" Now is my time to smile.
"You better fucking bet on it." And his mouth is on mine, hands in my hair and his eyes are open. We watch each other as we kiss making sure the other is real. I grab his shoulders so I can hold him as close as I can to be completely sure.
He is real. He is here and he is currently mine.
