| "I can't do that. I feel useless laying in a bed all day." "Angel, you are hurt, you need to let your body rest and heal itself." He grabbed her hand in his then kissed her cheek. "Angel, come upstairs and rest, please." "I'll lay on the couch with you and watch a movie. Is that rest enough?" "I'll settle for that." He picked her up and carried her the couch. He got her comfortable and went to the movie cabinet. He held up The Patriot for her approval, and she nodded to tell him it was fine.. He sat down behind her and let her lay agianst his chest. He knew she would be asleep soon. She could go and go nonstop, but if he could get her to be still she would fall asleep. He looked down at her thinking that she knew it also, and just wanted to be tough. "I love you, angel." "I love you, too. Even if you stink." "I need to take a shower. How are you going to shower?" "Well I don't have any cast. The only thing I have to worry about is my stitches. I'll just cover them." "I was surprised to see you with no casts. The doctor said you had a few broken bones. I expected you to be in a body cast." "He should have told you they were ribs. You can't really get a cast for that." "I wouldn't have cared if you were in a body cast, Angel. I would have wheeled you all over town." "I'm sure you would have. It would have made you look sympathetic." She nuzzled her head into his chest, resting her hand on his thigh. "Oh yeah the AMAs are in a week." "You have fun then. I am in no condition to be walking the red carpet." "Ok I think I leave on Thursday and be back on Saturday." "That's crappy. I'll be all alone." "You want to go?" "No I would like to stay out of the public's eye. I don't want all your fans picking me apart." "Ok, angel. I'll miss you though." She slowly drifted to sleep, and when he was certain she was fully asleep, he put her into bed and walked to the closet. He picked out some clothes to wear and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the water and let it heat up. He stripped off his clothes and got into the shower. He let the hot water relax his muscles. He was happy Tiffany had decided not to go to the AMAs with him. Britney was supposed to be his date. He had decided not to tell her about the plublicity relationship they had. Now he just had to make sure she didn't watch the AMAs. She usually didn't watch TV so it wasn't going to be that hard. He didn't know how to ask her if she was going to watch it. He didn't want her to feel like she had to watch it. He got out of the shower and dried himself off. He pulled on the clothes he had picked out and made sure she was still asleep. He walked downstairs and started dinner. He made her a sandwich and added some chips to the plate. He wanted her to eat light for the next couple of days. He carried it upstairs and had her eat. He watched her fall back asleep then carried her plate back downstairs and set it in the sink. He crawled into bed with her and fell asleep. The Next Wednesday "You better call me everyday." Tiffany instructed her brother right before he left. "I am two streets over. If I don't call walk over there and kick my ass." He teased as he kissed her on the cheek. "You sure you are going to be ok alone?" "Yeah, I am almost healed. I could go with him if I wanted. My ribs don't hurt anymore. And the stitches will come out soon. I am fine." "Ok, but I will check on you everyday. If you need anything, I mean anything, call me." "I will." "Ok, bye bye, I love you." "I love you, too." She called after him as she shut the door. "So what are we going to do? It's my last night here." He wiggled his eyebrows playfully, wrapping his arms carefully around her waist. "You know just how to turn a girl on." She teased, then he swept her into his arms, depositing her carefully on the couch, then kissed her deeply. "That better?" "Oh yeah, baby." "So what do you want to do tonight?" He sat up, pulling her to sit on his lap. "I thought we had already decided." She raised an eyebrow. "What about your ribs?" "They don't hurt. I don't even think they were broken. I think they were bruised. But who am I to argue with a doctor?" "You sure?" He was already carrying her up the stairs and to the bedroom. "Like you were going to wait for me to change my mind." "Angel I have to be at the airport in an hour." "Ok, I love you baby, behave." She kissed him and watched him hop in his car. He still had to go home and meet his driver. She blew him a kiss as he pulled out of the drive way then turned around and shut the door at the same time. It felt good to have the house to herself. She grabbed the cordless phone and walked into her bathroom. She ran a hot bath and added bubbles. She had the whole day to pamper herself. And thats what she did. "Hey, JC." Justin greeted him as he walked into the hotel room. "Hey, so how's Tiffany?" JC turned his attention from the television for a moment. "Better, and probably straining herself as we speak. She is not happy laying in bed all day. She sneaks away from the bed whenever she gets a chance." "I would too if I shared a bed with you." "The feelings mutual buddy." "I bet she has no problem keeping you in the bed. I would stay in my bed all day if she was in it." Justin threw a pillow at him. "Hey hey now. You respect her." "I was teasing. But I would stay in bed." "I do. Then when I fall asleep she sneaks to work on her website." "For the daycare?" "Yeah." "Doesn't she pay someone to do that?" "No, she wants it to be perfect. And if it isn't she wants it to be her fault." "Well, I guess that's a reason." |
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