The Nurse and the Beast (Closed to Mayu)

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Name: Brandon Weber
Age: 46
Founder of Adirondack Land Trust

Brandon was celebrating his birthday when he decided to pull into Jessica's driveway. For some reason, he had a lot of testosterone running through his veins. The only cure was going to be some rough sex with a submissive young chick. That chick would be Jessica. Brandon held the title to her modest bungalow where she lived with her five year old daughter. He was also her employer who could dismiss her in a New York minute. These benefits, of course, had strings attached.

Jessica melted into a puddle every time she was near a powerful man. She would submit to his demands even if they were degrading. She could never find satisfaction from sex if her lover wasn't rough and dominant. Brandon had picked up on her submissiveness when she was filling in for his receptionist. On her third day on the job, she found herself kneeling on the floor in front of his chair. He was giving her a rough face-fucking with his hands wrapped tightly in her hair. As she swallowed his seed, a tremor ran through her body.

Brandon promoted Jessica to full time status and he still called her into his locked office on occasion. When she wasn't there, he paid her no attention. He had called her and told her what he wanted her to wear. The bottom was a tiny G-string which exposed her full butt cheeks. Brandon entered quietly, undressing as he went. He then climbed into her bed where she was lying face down, as instructed. Brandon kissed her neck as his hands dropped to her plump derriere. A few minutes later Jessica was on her knees and shoulders, her bright red cheeks raised high and defenseless. His hard cock was poised at her moist entrance as his hand came down hard against her burning ass. At the same time, he drove his erection hard against her cervix.

When he was done with Jessica, he stood up and got dressed. Without a word he walked out to his BMW. The shortest way home was the Old River Road, a narrow twisting road that followed the south side of the River. The frantic sex with Jessica had worn him out. His last memory was the patch of black ice that his car skidded on. From the road, the car plunged thirty feet to the rocky shoreline. Hours passed before the accident was noticed by a passing motorist. Brandon was alive but he had gone into a coma.

The EMTs got his body out of the car, and climbed up the rocky path to the road. He was taken to the nearest trauma center by ambulance with a Level III EMT at his side. When he arrived, the surgeon decided that she had to operate to relieve the pressure on his spinal cord. When Brandon came to a week later, he was in surgical ICU with a registered nurse at his side. He had some feeling in his extremities but struggled to move them. His mind was sharp but his body looked like it had been dragged across an acre of broken glass.

Brandon would need a nurse when he was released to go home. He couldn't think of any qualified nurse within 50 miles of the Weber home who would take that job. Brandon was respected by his neighbors who were aware of how cold-blooded he could be. He was a tyrant at work, seemingly indifferent to anyone's needs aside from his own. His step-son, Eric, knew that his crotchety stepfather would rive most nurses away in a week's time.

When Eric met with Brandon's Treatment Team, he raised his concerns with them. When he asked if the team could recommend a nurse, the charge nurse said she could. There was a young RN that had been laid off when the hospital was forced to cut spending. The nurse went on to explain that her experience was limited but she had impressed the charge nurse in the short time she was there. "And she's tough as nails", the nurse added.

The charge nurse came back into Brandon's room and told him that his new nurse would be in to meet him later that afternoon. Brandon looked up indifferently, but he nodded his head when she was finished. The patient didn't seem like an ogre to her. He could talk to the nurses but his speech was hesitant and unsure. He had to be in a lot of pain as the network of cuts on his body began to slowly heal. He endured it stoically for the most part, except when a nurse would accidentally touch a sensitive spot. She hoped that her young friend was ready for a tough assignment.
 
Name: Eden Wolf
Age: 20
Intelligent RN

Eden had been in a life where everyone in her family just about where in the medical field. Her father was a very successful doctor, her father never believed in plastic surgery unless it was to fix something that was an honest problem. Like doing skin grafts on someone who was horribly abused or even burned. Nothing that meant cosmetic shit, to her father that made him sick. To see women have breasts the size of beach balls.

So he was a cardiac surgeon, and was highly respected which was nice to see. Her mother was a Registered Nurse for the burns unit, her mother loved children and loved to put smiles on their faces. That was the kind of woman she was, to show her love to everyone. Eden never knew what she wanted, she had no idea if she wanted to be in the medical field. She just did not know what to do with herself, and her parents never suspected.

She did not think she could do anything like that, she was a writer at heart. She loved to write music, she could play so many different instruments. She could play the guitar, piano, violin even a saxophone. But those skills meant nothing to anyone but her, Eden was afraid to be just like her family. To do something that your father and your fathers father did. Eden wanted to be herself, but it was kinda hard to do that in her family.

Her parents were very proud of her when she graduated two years early, she was able to do much more now. Eden was highly intelligent she wasn't a genius no but fifteen more points and she would be considered one. She had been on her way home when a car accident happened right before her very eyes. She ran to see if she could help, and the car was flipped over. She actually helped the woman out of the car, remembering what her mother said.

It was hard but she managed to do it, and she was better for it. Eden felt important when she helped the woman and even got her baby out of the car okay. She knew that there was a reward for helping people, the reward was not to be a hero. But to actually help someone live, it was a powerful feeling. But she knew she would never allow her to get it to her head. Eden did not have an ego problem like a lot of people had.

Being young and going to school was rather hard being young to go to college by the time she was eighteen. She had the best grades and enjoyed what she was learning, but because of what she had been taught growing up. She managed to ace everything, and it was incredible. Things happen for a reason she was always told, though she never knew if it was true. But she was satisfied for now, she had no idea what would happen.

One day however she was walking to work when an accident happened, she was surprised anyone survived. Unfortunately the driver in one car was killed instantly. She tried to save him but nothing could be done. But this other guy she managed to stabilize. Eden saw he regained consciousness but he was out after a few minutes, that had been several days ago. Eden had moved on due to some issues since she wanted to be a private nurse.

Because of how she was she had gotten a better job, being a private nurse to some rich guy. She made her way inside as a butler showed her in, her gray eyes scanned the area and then kept moving. The butler knocked on the door where he was in, and she walked in. Eden bowed her head a bit and looked up a little, showing him that she didn't bite. "Sir I am Eden Wolf" She said there looking at the guy he looked familiar as well.
 
Brandon was half-reclined on the bed, browsing the properties for sale. He could now use his fingers and hands. They were still weak from the accident but they were getting better. His treatment team from Fletcher Allen Hospital was mildly optimistic. There was no guarantee that he would ever walk again. Brandon's place had to be equipped with a variety of machines he needed for the intensive physical therapy sessions. When his private nurse arrived she would have her own private quarters.

Brandon's treatment team was concerned about his mental state. He had never been a patient man. He was frustrated at the slow pace of recovery. The staff had noted the change in him. He used to micromange the place, and he would replace someone who displeased him on a moment's notice. Since he had come back from the hospital he had been indifferent. When he was wheeled from his bedroom to the workout rooms he didn't even seem to notice anybody.

The attending physician recognized the signs of depression. He was not an expert on mental health but Brandon had so many symptoms. They would have to prescribe powerful anti-depressants in addition to the the variety of medications for his injuries. The job of nursing Brandon Weber was going to be a nightmare.

When Brandon looked up from his laptop, he was greeted by the sight of a young girl with big blue eyes. He had expected that Eric would hire some old battleaxe to be his private nurse. In contrast, Eden was unassuming and professional. She had a cute face with bright blue eyes, and she had a disarming smile. "Brandon Weber, Miss Wolf. The butler will show you to your quarters. I will expect you back in ten minutes".
 
Eden saw the way he looked at her and could tell he could be a dick, so she hoped to god that she would not piss him off any time soon. She offered the smile, there was no pity in her eyes. And she would not disrespect him and say she knew how he felt. Because really she had no damn idea, but hearing what he said she bowed her head to him. "Yes sir" Eden said and turned around following the butler out. It was a few doors down where he opened up a beautiful room, it had a wonderful view of his garden.

She was rather content and she quickly got everything dealt with and knew he wanted her back in ten minutes. So she actually looked at her clock to make sure she wasn't even a minute late. Once done she walked back to his room, she knocked on the door and walked in. Shutting the door behind her, she was actually a couple minutes early. Standing before her new boss she stood there at attention. Serious yet friendly look on her face, as she looked at the guy and something hit her.

Flashes of memory hit her like a ton of bricks, and could hear the sound of a car's horn constant. Flashes of his car and then of him in it. In that moment she realized who this man was. She stood there dumbfounded and it was really amazing, she was about to help the one who had been in the car accident then the coma. Now he seemed that he needed help, and she could tell he had pride so he would be difficult. It brought a sad look to her face, as she slowly shook her head and sighed softly.

"I remember you I was walking to work when that car hit you, I tried to save both you and the driver of the other car. But he was already dead, so I worked on you till the ambulance came. With the way I found you sir I know you will beat this. I can tell you have a strong will, and that strong will will help you in this trying time. I will do everything in my power to help you, I give you my word on that" Eden said with a strong look on her face, she would do what she had to in order to help this man before her.

She had faith in the man before her, he maybe older then her but she could honestly tell he had a lot to live for. She did not see a wedding ring on his finger, so began to wonder if he had a girlfriend who would not like her working at the house. But she remained silent and waited for him to give her an order, she did not want to try his patience and just hoped that he would find her okay. She needed the job since she had no place to stay at the moment, and she could work with someone who was hard.
 
"Eden, come sit over here" Brandon said to the young nurse. "I want you to answer some questions for me". Her recount of the accident scene was detailed and it made sense. He might have regained consciousness briefly but he couldn't get his head around it. Did he briefly see this young girl's face before the ambulance arrived? There was something vaguely familiar about her voice.

When she was seated, Brandon reassured the girl that he just wanted to ask her about the accident. When he hit the balck ice, his car went sideways. It collected a car in the other lane and apparently they tumbled off the road and down the steep embankment. He couldn't seem to remember what happened after that. The State Trooper who investigated the accident told him that his body was halfway out of the car. Had he forgotten to put his belt on?

Uncharacteristically, Brandon reached his hand out to the young blue-eyed nurse. "I'm sure it is not easy to remember, but I'd like you to tell me what you saw that morning. I think I have stitches on every square inch of my body. There must have been blood everywhere".
 
She heard what he wanted from her as she sat down, she looked down a little bit. "it's not hard for me to remember, I have a very good memory so I have been told. I remember everything that day like it just happened yesterday" Eden said simply and looked back up at him, curious as to what was about to happen there. Tilting her head a little as she sighed a little bit, right then everything seemed different. And knew she would have to tell him everything about what happened, and smiled a little.

"It was at the street light the intersection on main street, there had been black ice causing a lot of problems. I was at the cross walk when it happened, the man who hit you tried to stop his car. But he was put into a fish tail, he couldn't stop and smashed right into you going about fifty miles an hour. Both of your cars were flipped upside down, something everyone was trying to figure out at the time. I was on the scene and called 911 immediately, I went over to the man who hit you since his car was on fire.

I checked him but I could not save his life he was already dead, he hit his head against his temple and it was instant death for him. But then I ran over to you and eased you out, making sure to support your neck. You were out cold and you were bleeding badly so I removed the belt you were wearing it. And put it around your forearm and cut off the bleeding that way, he regained consciousness but it only lasted about a minute before you passed back out. I was in the surgery with you.

I checked on you a lot as well, no one seemed to ever visit you while you were in the coma. But I visited you a few times a day. Because I was first on the scene I felt it my responsibility to keep watch over you. But I also wanted to do it because you deserved to have someone watch over you, even if you didn't know me. I am sorry about your injuries but I am sure in time the swelling will go down and you will be able to move again." Eden said with a very soft smile on her face, trying her best to lighten the mood.
 
"It was you" he said. He couldn't remember much about what had happened, he sensed that somebody was there beside him when he was lying at the base of the rocky precipice. He thought that he had heard the roar of the rapids but the memory was so hazy. Her voice had been hauntingly familiar but he couldn't place it. She was the one who had saved his arm.

When the treatment team recommended Eden for this job, they knew what they were doing. They had seen Eden come to his room every day to hold his hand while he was comatose. They found out that she had gone down the rocky embankment to try to save him. She didn't know who he was. She had been visiting his bedside everyday while he was comatose.

When Brandon was fighting for his life, he wasn't ready to go. At 46, he had no children of his own. He had no companion to take out for a romantic dinner. As far his female acquaintances were concerned, he was in love with his work and there was no place for a woman there. He was a real prick and he didn't seem too embarassed about it.

Turning back to Eden, he spoke to her in a soft voice. "I want to walk again. I'll work as hard as anyone has to take one more step on my own. But I need someone to go through it with me". It was an extremely rare admission by Brandon. He always acted like he didn't need anyone's help. But he had needed help when his broken body was lying on the riverbed. And Eden was there for him. He trusted her like no one else. He had to.
 
Eden had sat close to him and she felt she had to do something she did risk her life to help him but she wanted to. She loved her job it could be thankless but some people appreciated what she did for people, and it was rather nice. But now she was able to do so much now, and before her she didn't see a prick she saw someone who was scared. She moved up closer to him and sighed a little bit, but she placed her hand on his. Looking into his eyes and smiled a little bit, and thought for a moment.

"I do this job because I love it, my mom was a nurse and my father was a doctor he was the best surgeon in the area. But dad never had the ego for it, I was warned you could be very difficult it was more of a warning. I was the only nurse that would take this job to be honest, I told them most of the time when a patient is hard to work with. He or she is just scared, I don't expect this to be easy for either of us. I know I am only nineteen since I graduated high school two years early, and got into nursing school pretty quick.

But I hope you allow me to show you that even though I am very young, that I know what real life is like. I will be a shoulder to cry on when you feel stressed or scared, someone to vent to if you are very angry. And if you yell I wont take it personally, and a soul to talk to. This will not be easy, and normally when someone is as badly hurt as you are. No one can give one hundred percent answers. But I feel it deep down that you will walk again Mr. Weber. I will be here by your side every step of the way.

You can't scare me off no matter what, I will take very good care of you. And if you need anything you tell me. I know how to cook even play some musical instruments. I noticed a piano maybe sometime I can play for you, to me playing the piano or listing to music can help relax a person. I am not trained in physical therapy but your team will be teaching me how to help you so I can give you the therapy myself." Eden said and smiled squeezing his hand kindly and sighed silently.

"I am glad to be helping you, when they told me who you were and that I was needed. I pounced on the opportunity. I know I was told if I had not done what I did for you out in the field you would have lost your arm and possibly your life. But you sure as hell don't owe me anything, maybe we can become friends. But is there anything that I can do for you now?" Eden asked him with a big smile on her face. Showing him just how happy about everything, and looked into his eyes he was rather handsome she knew.
 
The near-death experience had forced Jared to take a long hard look at his priorities. His passion had been focused on building a real estate empire i n the northern Adirondacks. The people who were native to the region (including Brandon) saw that large tracts of land were owned by elderly people. Land values were depressed and many of these people saw no reason to pay taxes on land they didn't use. When Brandon made an offer they were ready to sell. He then resold his properties to people from the south who wanted to escape the summer heat. The company made a lot of profit with this lucrative business, and he still wanted to expand. The business was priority #1.

The accident changed everything. He thought about what he had been missing. There were couples about his age who were watching their kids graduate from college and start their own families. Some were holding their grandchildren in their arms. At night they shared a bed and they shared passion together. It was getting real late in the game if he ever wanted to see any of those things.

With the exception of Eden, nobody had noticed the real issue. There were no guarantees that he would ever be able walk again. He may never be able to get out of bed without help. That terrified him. He would never admit to being scared. She knew the truth.
 
Eden looked at him and could see things no one else could, she saw the truth within his eyes and knew he was scared. But she wouldn't say anything else about that and she looked up into those eyes of his. Sighing softly as she wished she could do so much more for him, she wanted to help him to do so much more for him. She would take his place if she could, since she had no one in her family and had no friends. She always thought she was the kind of person someone would just forget about.

Smiling she offered him something and decided to try and make him happier. "Don't give up, something tells me you have a lot of strength left. Much like my mothers favorite song when she was alive. This Woman's Work, about having a lot of strength and life within you to get through anything no matter how badly." Eden said with an upbeat look to her as she knew she would not let him feel sorry for himself. She would keep him as busy as she had to, and looked back over to him.

"Can I get you anything Mr. Weber?" Eden said looking at him kindly, she would do what she could for the man. And would not allow him to abuse what she would do for him and what she could do for him. Though something told her that this was going to be a rather interesting job since she was live in. Though she would never hurt him and steal from him, since she knew one nurse got fired because she stole from her employer. She waited patiently as she began to think of things.
 
Brandon had another hour before the physical therapist came in. He had little else to do on his own. He had discovered that his nurse was a delightfully upbeat young lady. He hoped that she was right. He had noted on her resume that she was musically talented. He had an old 6-string guitar lying around. He used to play a few chords on it but he hadn't taken the time to learn anything new.

"Can you play guitar, Eden?" he asked her. "If you can, I'd love to sing along with you. Before things got crazy I used to sit out on the deck and play while I watched the sun set over the mountains. Those were happier times".
 
Eden smiled at him but then heard the question and nodded "yes I can" She looked up and saw the guitar he had to be talking about. She got up and walked over to it, she took it very carefully off its resting place. And sat back down beside him, thinking for a moment she made sure it was as it should be. She reached for her bag that she kept with her and took out a CD the CD would have the drums for the song and put it in his stereo she sat back down. "I will play you a song I wrote last year, everything you hear on the CD is all me, its an Acoustic version"

She said simply and then she pushed play on the stereo and heard the piano coming from the speakers, it also would have back up vocals but only backup. Smiling a little bit and she began to sing to him, the piano heard as well as the backup vocals of the song. She played the guitar like she was a pro but she would never call herself a pro. And as she played she let him have it with the lyrics as she sang to him and only him. Pouring out her heart very easily to him, moving her foot to the beat.

"I waited for you today
But you didn't show
No no no
I needed You today
So where did You go?
You told me to call
Said You'd be there
And though I haven't seen You
Are You still there?

[Chorus:]
I cried out with no reply
And I can't feel You by my side
So I'll hold tight to what I know
You're here and I"m never alone

And though I cannot see You
And I can't explain why
Such a deep, deep reassurance
You've placed in my life

We cannot separate
'Cause You're part of me
And though You're invisible
I'll trust the unseen

[Chorus]

We cannot separate
You're part of me
And though You're invisible
I'll trust the unseen"

Song
 
Eden's clear sweet voice was hypnotic. She played the acoustic guitar with a practiced ease and her lyrics filled the room. In his mind, they took him back to a time when life was simpler. Back to when he and some friends would sing around the campfire well into the night. They would pass a wine bottle around and sing along like they didn't have a care in the world.

When her song ended he looked over to Eden and smiled into her pretty face. It was a pleasure to listen to the touching ballad that she had just played. "More?" he asked.
 
Eden smiled and heard what he asked her, she was thinking about what else she could do. But then thought of something and grinned. She pushed a button on the remote to his sound system, and it was silent for a moment and then she sang "Cry little sister...come to your brother...thou shall not fall" Then the music began to pick up as she began to play the guitar, tapping her foot to the beat of the guitar she was using. The stereo took up the rest of the instruments for the song, much like the first song as she sang.

The last fire will rise
Behind those eyes
Black house will rock
Blind boys don't lie
Immortal fear
That voice so clear
Through broken walls
That scream ‘I hear'


Cry little sister
"Thou shall not fall"
Come, Come to your brother
"Thou shall not fly"
Unchain me sister
"Thou shall not steal"
Love is with your brother
"Thou shall not kill"


The masquerade
Strangers will come
When will they learn
This loneliness
Temptation heat
Beats like a drum
Deep in your veins
I will not lie to little sister

"Thou shall not fall"
Come, come to your brother
"Thou shall not fly"
Unchain me sister
"Thou shall not steal"
Love is with your brother
"Thou shall not kill"


My Shangri-La
I can't forget
Why you were mine
I need you now


Cry little sister
"Thou shall not fall"
Come, come to your brother
"Thou shall not fly"
Unchain me sister
"Thou shall not steal"
Love is with your brother
"Thou shall not kill"

Cry, Cry, Cry
"Thou shall not fall"
Little sister
"Thou shall not fly"
Thou shall not steal"
Love is with your brother
"Thou shall not kill" She smiled at him.

Cry Little Sister Song
 
The lyrics to the "Cry Little Sister" song were more haunting than the previous one. Even in this impromptu setting, her music served to ease Brandon's anxiety. He had not seen much improvement from yesterday despite the hours that he had spent doing exercises with the physical therapist. He worried that this was the best it was going to get.

Listening to Eden seemed to calm his nerves. He did not know the songs. Brandon had become so engrossed in business that he pushed everything else to the side. When he was younger he was a big fan of The Eagles, Bob Seger, Neil Young, Styx, and a few other artists in the Classic Rock genre. In the meantime music has evolved and Brandon had lost touch with it.

Eden's voice was entrancing and he was able to forget his worries for a while. She was hired as a nurse but Brandon was beginning to enjoy her company. He also liked watching her. Eden was very nice eye candy with jet black hair, bright blue eyes and a shapely young body. "Can I have an encore, Miss Eden?"
 
Eden enjoyed singing to him she hadn't done much of it but really she was just rather happy, her eyes looking at him when she finished up. But then he said he wanted an encore and she chuckled a little nodding. And thinking of something much softer and less hard on the ears, thinking about what to do. Looking down for a moment, her eyes closed as she began to run through some things in her head. Trying to find something very good, and right now she did not know what was going to happen, but she was happy.

But then she thought of something, it was by a singer she loved. She was British and had an amazing talent. She rubbed her hands together, and nodded to him a little bit. Cracking her neck a little bit as she sighed softly. Right then and there everything just seemed so damn different, and knew this would be hard but it was going to be really good. It was fun to sing for a man like him. Since she knew or at least heard he could be a real dick, but looking at him she didn't see that. She began.

"Human, behave yourself You have burst at the seam Let it all fall out, open your mouth Often I lie wide awake, think of things I can make but I don't seem to have The parts to build them
Human, I wonder why you're a better Make than I could ever build or create You know not love or hate I am so scared of what will kill me In the end for I am not prepared
I hope I will get the chance To be someone to be human Look what we've done Look what we've done
I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human
Human, I'm trying to come clean I will be a better me I will not drink until I'm dead I'll make the most of it
I don't know what it's like to be alive To say goodbye, to cry a thousand tears Because my ears won't listen
Human, I'm trying not to lose my faith in you I've sassed out all that I've seen through, I've sailed an ocean I am so scared of what I'll look like In the end for I am not prepared
I hope I will get the chance To be someone, to be human Look what we've done Look what we've done
I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human
I used to hear it all so loud The sound of my heart breaking The truth is waiting to be found I trust that I will take it
I would give my life I would give my life, human I would give my life, human I would give my life, human
I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human I would give my life to be human"

Human By Ellie
 
"Thank you, Miss Eden" he told her. "Would you like to get the wheelchair for me? I'd like to take a tour of the house before my next therapy session". There was an IV running into his left arm but that shouldn't be too hard to switch over. Brandon's home was built on a five acre clearing, and it overlooked a clear mountain stream. His crew had built a rock crib dam and there was a pond behind it, stocked with brook trout. Surrounding the clearing were almost four hundred acres of hardwood forest.

The lodge was called Woodmere. Part of it was over one hundred years old, but it had been expanded to twice the original size. The guestrooms were large and they had tall windows to allow a view over the clearing. For some reason, he wanted to give Eden a tour of his most beloved land holding. She already had the chair in position to help him into.
 
Eden heard what he asked her and she gave him a friendly nod, she got up putting the guitar right back where she got it. Making sure not to knock it over and break it, she grabbed the wheel chair and placed it right by his bed. She had been trained how to take care of people like him, so she reached over and carefully began to move him, telling him to hold onto her if he could. It was slow and back breaking but she refused to stop. Grunting a little as she managed to get him in the wheel chair.

Brushing her forehead as she knelt before him and made sure his legs were where they should be. Smiling a little and slowly stood up, she released the break and grabbed the back of his chair. "So where ever you want to go you just tell me" She said placing a friendly hand on his shoulder, squeezing it. Showing her that she sees the good in him, showing him not everyone was after money or anything. "I have to admit you have a very beautiful home, always wanted to have a place like this, place to raise a family"
 
A wry smile crossed Brandon's face when Eden mentioned raising a family. Not having a family was his biggest regret. There was no heir to his fortune. No son to go deer hunting with. No daughter to buy a Prom dress for. No one really knew how much he missed those moments.

Eden could still look forward to romance and motherhood. Her life lied ahead of her. She was smart and pretty and clearly she was very talented. If he was young and virile again, she would surely have caught his eye. "Why don't you take us down the hall to the left, Miss Eden? There is a nice solarium at the end"
 
Eden heard his request and nodded to him, she was rather happy to enjoy this, sighing a little bit as everything just stopped for them. In the back of her head she was afraid he would never walk again. But she could not think that, that kind of attitude is what gets most patience to quite and not seem to want to try. But as she walked out and to where he told her to go, she was enjoying the pictures and the colors of his home. It felt incredible and it was really wonderful, everything just seemed to come together.

This room was beyond beautiful it was really something else, she knew this was going to be a wonderful moment. Eden knew she was still young, but her taste was for older men. Since younger guys her age were just to damn immature for her, it was hard to stomach with what some guys were such pigs. But knew even older men could be, but something in her stopped her from wanting to yell out certain things. Looking at the room her hand on his shoulder, very much stunned.

"It's beautiful"
 
The solarium had been designed and built by Brandon. The floor to ceiling windows faced west in order to get the maximum sunlight, and also offered a great view of the sunset against the mountainous horizon. Across from the windows was an oversized leather sofa with matching pillows. The wine rack was fully stocked and the shelf below had an ornate gold plated corkscrew. A small gas fireplace kept the room warm when the sun went down.

Eden would surely noticed that nothing in the room looked like it was ever used. The setting was designed to look romantic but Brandon only imagined what romance might be like. He had never had a romantic companion. He looked up into her beautiful blue eyes as she was scanning the landscape. Brandon really liked the view of her curvaceous body even more than he liked the view through the windows. "Maybe we can come back here for sunset if I don't feel too weak after physical therapy?" He could try to convince himself that it was part of her job, but he knew better. Brandon was actually enjoying the young nurse's company. Eden also offered some nice eye candy.
 
Eden enjoyed the way his place looked, it was rather beautiful and it was a place she had always wished to live in. But there was also something now, because of how he was. Wheel chair bound, his home was nothing more but a cage. A cage with bars. She grew lost in the way she saw the room, right now everything just seemed different. She knew she was lucky she was walking, and he was lucky that he was still alive.

But how lucky is one if you are paralized and can't do anything? placing her hands on her hips as she was thinking of a poem. It gave her comfort sometimes, she had spoken of this poem to other people in the hospital. Showing she knew what certain things were like. She may have never had money, and being as young as she was. She wasn't stupid, she was highly smart and knew she had a lot going for her now. She spoke.

"His vision, from the constantly passing bars,
has grown so weary that it cannot hold
anything else. It seems to him there are
a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world.

As he paces in cramped circles, over and over,
the movement of his powerful soft strides
is like a ritual dance around a center
in which a mighty will stands paralyzed.

Only at times, the curtain of the pupils
lifts, quietly--. An image enters in,
rushes down through the tensed, arrested muscles,
plunges into the heart and is gone. "

Hearing what he said about coming here if he wasn't to weak, she looked at him and just smiled. She knew he heard her poem, it had been something that she wrote long ago, when her mother was sick and she was taking care of her. That memory haunted her even to this day. But she never said anything, her memories her own. She placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it, and nodded to him. Hoping someone could help him.
 
Brandon looked out wistfully at the meadows and mountains that surrounded Woodmere. A couple of deer were feeding on the sweet clover at the edge of the woods. A redtailed hawk was circling overhead, searching for a rodent that he could bring back to his hungry chicks. The view from here was great but he couldn't feel the sun at his back, or hear the songbirds. He longed to feel the moss covered ground beneath his feet.

Eden recited a poem which kind of described his present condition. He had always taken his mobility for granted. When he felt like fishing he could easily walk down to the brook. He could walk his property, or walk into the woods to mark the trees that need to be taken down. None of that was possible now.

The ride strengthened his determination to walk again. He looked up to his nurse with a smile on his face. "How long will it be before we take our first walk together".
 
Eden smiled a little bit as she was enjoying herself, how the rays seemed to just paint her face with light. Closing her eyes she felt its warmth and was enjoying herself big time, right now her heart pounding louder, and when it came down to it. She just did not understand a lot of things, but she wanted to help him as much as he could. But when she opened up her eyes she thought of a whole lot of things. She was satisfied with most things in her life, but right now it was a bit different. Now that she was hear.

Hearing what he said she smiled "It will be okay, you will have everything you want. I could see you being a father, a husband and able to walk. Don't doubt yourself that is the first thing you don't do" She said giving him a little lesson though it wasn't a mean one it wasn't meant to be mean, and there was no harshness to her voice. Smiling as she could see her being with him if he wanted it. Having a family, getting married. Though some would call her a gold digger. Even though she isn't.
 
Brandon smiled at Eden's words of wisdom. With each passing day he was getting a little bit of feeling back. He could make a fist with either hand and he squeezed a device in therapy to make it stronger. He could even feel pain in soles of his feet when the therapist beat a wooden spoon against them. Brandon worked hard in PT and there were some encouraging signs.

"Miss Eden, I'd love to stay longer but I have to get to PT. It's on the other end of the house. Would you push me over there?". They didn't need to hurry but he wanyed to be there when his therapist arrived. They talked as they made their way through the halls leading down to the workout room. They laughed together when she had to ask directions. The butler couldn't believe that Brandon was so quick to befriend the young nurse. He had never trusted anyone before.
 
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