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Chapter 2 A New Day
After a few minutes, Doc’s alarm went off, but he didn’t budge. Jen put her lips next to his ear. “Time to get up, Lover,” she whispered.
“Ten more minutes,” Doc replied.
“No, No,” Jen insisted. “Yesterday you were almost late for surgery. If you want to work out, you must get up now.” Doc just grunted. Jen took his ear lobe in her teeth and whispered, “Get up or I’ll bite. You know I’ll do it.”
Doc sat up. “I’m up. I’m up.” He stood up, still groggy and started to put on gym shorts. “Are you joining me?”
“Yeah.” Jen crawled out of bed and stood up on her stumps. She took out a clean pair of panties. She stopped wearing any underwear to bed since she started living with two men. They either got torn or stretched out of shape. She sat down on the bed, so Doc could help put on her stump liners and then her two carbon blades.
Doc nodded toward Jonah. “Late night?”
“Yeah,” Jen answered. “He didn’t get in until 0300 hours. He was on a stakeout. It’ll be on the news. He doesn’t have to be at work until noon.” Jonah had a lot more stakeouts since making detective and joining the homicide department.
“You were awake when he came in?” Doc asked as he finished helping Jen put on her blades.
“Yeah. Bad night. Migraines and flashbacks.”
“What’s your pain level at the moment?” Doc asked concerned.
“Oh, a five or six, I guess.” Jen answered. “It was a nine a few hours ago. My head is still throbbing.”
“You should have woken me. Okay, I’m going to give you a pain pill.” Doc disappeared into the walk-in closet and returned with a container of pills. Jen had tried to find where he hides them but had no luck. Doc took off the cap and handed Jen one pill. “I’ll give you another one when I get home.”
Jen was disappointed. She wanted two. “Maybe you should give me another pill in case you have to work late.”
“If I have to work late, I’ll call Jonah and tell him where the pills are hidden.” Jen made a pouty face.
“Listen honey, we went down this path during your recovery. I’m not going to let you get addicted again.”
“But I feel better when I take those meds,” Jen retorted.
“Yeah, but you turn into a real bitch and lay around the house all day doing nothing. Never again.”
Jen put her arms around Doc. “That’s why I love you and need you. I need your strength. It’s also why I hate you.” She popped the pill into her mouth. Doc handed her a water bottle from the nightstand.
“Okay, then. Just you and me this morning.” Doc helped Jen stand up, and they headed toward the in-house gym. “What are you doing today?”
“Treadmill. I’m up to two miles today. What are you doing?”
“Let’s see. Today’s Tuesday, so I’m going to cycle for thirty minutes and do some upper body weights.”
“Maybe I’ll just watch you,” Jen said with a coy smile. Doc had the build of a body builder.
“No. No. No, you don’t. It’s your turn to make breakfast.”
Jen pouted again. “I made breakfast yesterday.”
“Day-old doughnuts don’t count,” Doc replied and laughed.
“Okay, hard ass,” Jen said. “Would an omelet and bacon satisfy you?”