Ok, I know it's been awhile, sorry for that! I am a student and had lots of work to do these past months. I also realized that there hasn't been any sex in the past few chapters so although this one is on the short side, I can guarantee it is worth the read. As usual, this is all from my imagination and/or fantasies so no characters or events are based on real things blah blah blah.
Again, sorry for the long wait!
-Slickey
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I awoke the next morning in the exact same position I fell asleep in. My arm was still draped over Casey's middle. While it may not have been the most comfortable with the broken ribs, I was willing to sacrifice a little to be close to Casey. I didn't want to wake her, but I had to move and stretch my muscles after spending so much time lying down in the hospital.
I tried to get up to use the restroom and inevitably woke Casey up. She rolled over and her deep blue eyes met mine.
"Morning beautiful" I smiled down at her.
She lifted her head and gently brushed her lips against mine. It was like all of my senses were on overload and my brain couldn't connect with my body. I was still in the same position with my eyes closed and my lips pursed as Casey started to giggle at me. It took me awhile to come back t to reality but what I'm sure was a big goofy grin was plastered to my face. She reached up and brushed a piece of hair behind my ear.
"How could I have been so oblivious to you for all those years?" She asked rhetorically while stroking the side of my face. "I wish I could take all of those years back. You know, you would have had a fighting chance if I hadn't met Collin" she said.
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I thought I knew everything about Casey. I guess we never really talked about her relationships before Collin.
"Wha...what do you mean?" I asked confused.
Casey had a shit eating grin on her face. I couldn't help but giggle and smile back.
"Wait, are you saying..." I let the sentence hang to see what Casey's response would be.
"Well, truth be told I've considered myself bisexual since I realized that I found the average girl more attractive that a straight girl should. So I identified as bi from the time I was a junior in high school on. Now I never lied or anything, I never dated a girl but that's the reason I was so comfortable with us getting a little physical when were in college when we would go out dancing or whatever. And then I was with Collin."
"So are you saying that if you had met me earlier that we would have had a chance seven years ago?"
"Yeah, but by the time I got to know you well enough, Collin and I were already an item." Casey replied.
Through this whole conversation, Casey seemed saddened by the fact that she had been with Collin while I was pining after her for all of those years having to hide how I really felt.
"I wouldn't trade what happened for anything" I stated.
"Really? You wouldn't want those years back?" Casey asked.
"Nope, because you are here now and that's all that matters to me. I love you Casey, I always have and I always will. Time won't change that."
She looked like she was going to cry and softly whispered, "I love you too Charlie"
Now I was the one tearing up. I thought about turning so that Casey couldn't see how she affected me, but for the first time in my life I felt comfortable and at peace sharing all of my feelings and opening up with Casey. I was never one to wear my heart on my sleeve, I was too afraid that people would see me as weak. But in that moment I wanted nothing more than to open up my soul and share it with Casey. So that's exactly what I did.
In the years that I had known Casey I had only cried in front of her a handful of times. When our watery eyes met, I could tell that she knew I was opening up to her, inviting her to share my soul and I hers. She leaned into me, quickly pressed our lips together and then snuggled against me.
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We got into a daily routine quickly and the time seemed to be flying by. I was healing nicely and stopped the pain meds a few days after I left the hospital because I didn't like the way they made me so drowsy. I was still on crutches and slow to get around but I managed a basically normal life.
Casey returned to work and after just a few short days of not being able bodied and not having much to do but cook dinner, I was going stir crazy. I am not normally a neat freak, but I was used to being able to go out for a run or walk to the local coffee shop and while I was recovering nicely, I still wasn't up for anything too strenuous. The house was the cleanest it had ever been. I would clean for a bit and then take a break when I got tired and then I couldn't think of anything else to do so I would go back to cleaning. The entire house was probably cleaned four times over before I gave in and called work.