When John woke up, it was already the evening of his second hospital day.
The evening wind was gently blowing outside, making the trees dance against the thin clouds. The sky bled red and orange in the wake of the setting sun, bathing John's hospital suite in lovely golden light.
Lying on the edge of the bed, Nina curled in a ball, sleeping peacefully.
She had waited all night for John to regain consciousness. At dawn, when he still did not wake up, she anxiously rushed out and called the doctor.
The doctor comforted her and said that she had to wait. John was badly injured and needed a lot of sleep to get back his strength, so Nina waited and eventually fell asleep.
That noon, James rushed over and found Nina looking pained and filthy. He quickly dragged her away and took her to a doctor who then treated her wounds and prescribed her some medicine.
Now, Nina was all cleaned up and bandaged and wearing a brown dress. The light of sunset illuminated her face, making it blush a little.
As John tried to sit up, he felt a sharp pain stab his waist.
"Uncle John?" Right on cue, James pushed the door open. He saw John struggle to sit up and miserably fail.
John gritted his teeth with the effort.
He immediately lay back. It knocked the wind right out of his lungs.
James hurried over with
ut did not speak.
She took a little while before she raised her head and looked straight into John's eyes.
Her man was pushing her on purpose.
In a moment, like a kitten, Nina slowly and deliberately rubbed her head against John's neck and purred in his ear, "Honey."
Nina's voice was lazy and sultry, and it almost drove John out of his wits. She raised her hand and started tracing circles on his chest.
"Honey." John paused for a moment and then spoke in a hoarse voice.
His little girl almost killed him when she called him honey.
He grabbed her hand and kissed it. His eyes burned with a small flame as they darted from her lips to her eyes and then back again. "Honey, let's have a baby."
Nina blinked, slowly smiled, and answered, "Okay."
Then, she took the initiative to kiss John passionately.
In the heat of the moment, John wanted to take the lead. When he was about to roll over and press his wife on the bed, his hips made another crisp, popping sound.
John gnashed his teeth together to keep himself from screaming. His hips hurt so badly that he blacked out for a second.
He could not do anything with his wife at the moment.
Before lying on his back again, he planted a soft kiss on Nina's lips and said, "Maybe not today, honey. We're still injured. We need to heal first."
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