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I wake up, feeling your body shake with tears. "Baby, what's wrong?" I ask softly, wiping away your tears. "Shhh. . . what's wrong, love?"
 
"Shhh. . . it's okay, love. I'll go get your meds, alright?" I soothe. I kiss your forehead and go get your meds and help you take them, keeping calm, talking to you softly, holding you when it's all done.
 
"Oh my gosh! Baby! You don't need to stay here if you get sick," I brush your hair from your face. "I am fine. I am just sore, is all."
 
I laugh. "Touché," I say. I try to get up and whimper and whine as I walk gingerly to make some coffee. "Don and I are pretty lucky," I say. "The car is totaled."
 
"Back on the couch, sweetie," I say, rushing over and finishing the coffee for you. "Well, I'm glad that you two weren't more hurt than you are."
 
I lie back on the couch. "I am SO sore," I say, before looking at you mischievously. "I'll bet a blowjob would help," I say, only half serious and milking my injuries for sympathy favors.
 
"I'm gonna be fine," I say with a bruised smile. I kiss you and pat you butt. "You should take advantage," I tease. "I an't go hard right now if I wanted to."
 
"Why would I do that, love?" I ask. I smooth your hair back and kiss you. "That wouldn't be nice or fun." I kiss you again. "Besides, I'm going to take care of you. Do you want me to get that muscle cream to put on your ribs and knee?"
 
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