Jake awoke with a start, slightly confused about his surroundings, the alarm he set on his phone grating in his ears. He reached over to pluck it from the side table and silence it, and that's when he realized where he was; Sophia's apartment.
It had been 4 days since the accident and one day since Sophia was released from the hospital. Since her family lived in another city and she was not fit for travel, Jake volunteered to stay with her at her apartment.
Secretly he was praying she would say ok and not make him leave to deal with Amanda at their shared apartment. It had also been 4 days since the last time he saw Amanda, although he had spoken with her over the phone, and told her he had to go out of town for a last minute conference his boss wasn't able to attend.
The truth was that for the past 4 days Jake had been shuffling between work, the hospital, and sleeping on his buddy Evans' couch. Jake knew that if Sophia had not agreed to let him stay over, he was going to have to face Amanda, and he just wasn't ready for that yet.
Sophia had been awake for a few hours when she heard Jake's phone going off in the guest room next door. She waited to hear his voice but when he never spoke she surmised it was either his alarm or someone he didn't want to talk to right now.
Sophia was lying in her bed trying to figure out what to do about the situation she found herself in with Jake. For 4 days he had been at her side almost constantly, leaving only to go to work or catch a few hours of sleep in something other than a hospital chair.
The nurses had offered to roll in a sleeper but Sophia refused, and by doing that it was obvious that she had hurt Jake's feelings. But she couldn't have him sleeping there every night, because despite what he told the doctors and nurses, he was not her significant other.
As a matter of fact, he already had an "other", although she had not heard one word about the blonde since that first night in the hospital. So it was with real trepidation she accepted his offer to stay with her at her apartment.
Again her mind wandered to the blonde she saw him with at the department store. But Sophia knew that Jake was an adult, and whatever was going on between them was not her business.
Jake got out of the bed in the guest room and automatically made it again; remnants of his military service time. He had on boxer briefs and nothing else, but assuming Sophia would still be asleep or at least still in her bedroom, he opened the door and stepped out into the hallway.
Holding his toiletries bag in one hand, he stepped over to her closed door and listened but heard nothing. So Jake turned and walked over to the bathroom at the end of the hallway and shut the door behind him.
Sophia insisted when they left the hospital that she did not want a wheelchair to get around in and instead convinced her doctors that she would be able to manage on crutches. After all, she told them, she would only be going from couch to bed for the next few weeks anyway.
But she didn't realize how hard it was for someone her size to maneuver with a completely immobile leg. She shuffled to her bedroom door, still in her pajamas, and opened it slowly, hopping back a few steps to open it wide enough for her to exit.
She heard the shower running in the hall bathroom and remembered that she had a visitor, simultaneously cursing herself for forgetting that quickly that Jake was there and for not getting dressed before leaving her bedroom.
"Oh well, its not like I'm naked, he'll just have to see me in my night clothes." Sophia thought to herself, slowly making her way into the living room, and trying not to hit her leg on anything in the process.
Finally Sophia made it to the couch and plopped down on the end, not realizing how close the couch and the coffee table were to each other. Her casted and screwed leg hit the corner of the table and sent lightning bolts of pain up her leg and seemingly into her brain.
"Son of a bitch!" Sophia cried out, tears welling in her eyes. Sitting on the couch and writhing in pain, she didn't notice the shower had stopped running, and all of a sudden there was Jake, standing before her dripping wet, wearing nothing but a towel.
"What's wrong, what happened?" Jake asked her all at once, his eyes full of panic. He dropped down to his knees in front of her, and caught her hands in his.
"Sophia, are you all right?" Jake asked her again, and this time Sophia actually recognized what she was looking at: a hot, wet, gorgeous blonde with killer green eyes.
Before she could stop herself she was leaning down to kiss him, and it seemed as though he was coming up to meet her lips with his. All thought left Sophia's mind, even the throbbing pain in her leg was a fading memory, as she prepared herself to feel those lips of his.
Jake couldn't help but think how pretty Sophia looked at that moment, her gorgeous brown skin looking smooth and soft, with her face flushed in pain and lust, and he had to taste the lips he had been longing to taste for 4 days.
When their lips met it was like time stopped. Sophia slightly opened her mouth to him, enveloping Jakes bottom lip within hers, sucking lightly and releasing it, only to capture his top lip and do the same.
Then Jake turned the tables on her, rising up from his knees, not breaking their lip lock, and bending down over her on the couch. He grabbed the back of her head, and slowly snaked his tongue out to touch hers. Sophia immediately responded with her tongue, and Jake could feel his cock hardening under the towel.
Jake reached down with his free hand and rubbed Sophia's breast, feeling the hard nipple hiding underneath her bra and camisole. He rubbed his thumb over her nub and then squeezed it between his fingers, causing Sophia's back to arch.
Sophia's hands went up to Jake's waist and moved their way to his back, feeling the muscles underneath his tanned, wet skin. She realized how wet she was getting and wondered if he was as turned on as she was.
Just as Sophia was about to reach under Jakes towel to find out, there was a knock at the door. Jake grudgingly broke their kiss and backed away from Sophia.
"Ill go answer the door, don't go anywhere, "Jake told her, walking away and trying to adjust his semi hard cock underneath the towel around his waist.
"Who is it?" Jake asked through the closed door.
