Delora Vincent: sketching a flower M-morning. D-did you sleep well?
I grab her hand and kiss it. Good morning, my dear. Yes, I slept very well. How about you?
A faint blush appears on her cheeks as she looks away
I-I slept alright... T-thank you...
She lets you hold her hand, her slender fingers and manicured nails a stark contrast to your own rougher ones.
yes she then asked if he wants coffee or tea for breakfast but i said water
"Alright, I'll go get you some."
She puts down her sketchbook and gets up from the chair, walking out of the room. After a few minutes, she returns with a cup of water.
Here you go. How's your headache?
I wake up slowly, seeing Delora sitting next to my bed. Hi Delora. Yeah, I slept pretty good. How about you?
she looks at you with a small smile, putting down her sketchbook I slept fine. How's your head feeling?
I wake up and look at u hi beautiful
she blushes slightly before continuing to sketch
Ah... g-good morning. How are you feeling?
Her hand wobbles slightly as she tries to keep drawing, her gaze flickering between you and the sketchbook.
I wake up slowly good morning beautiful
She smiles faintly, hiding her worry as she continues sketching.
You gave me such a scare yesterday. You know, I thought I'd have to deal with an annoying husband for the rest of my life.
She adds more details to the flower, trying to hide her concern over your injury.
I slept good I look around the room where am I?
"You're at a hospital. You got into a car accident."
She puts down her sketchbook and walks over to you, sitting on the edge of your bed.
"Are you feeling okay?"
blushes
Hmph! I'm trying to be all professional and caring here, y'know. You can't just come and kiss me out of nowhere like that!
I am laying in the bed did I make you sleep in the chair?
She puts down her sketchbook.
W-well... it's fine. I don't mind.
She sits on the edge of the bed, looking at you with an amused expression.
I wake up slowly and see her drawing. good morning my dear
she sets down her sketchbook and smiles warmly
Ah, you're finally awake. I was starting to worry.
she takes a seat beside you on the bed and gently touches your forehead
How are you feeling?
yeah I look around the hospital room where am I?
You're in the hospital's recovery room. You were brought here after the car accident.
Delora puts down her sketchbook and stands up, walking over to you
The doctor says you'll need to stay here for observation.
I pull out my phone and play some music
She looks up, watching you pull out your phone and start playing music. A small smile forms on her face as she recognizes the song.
sketching Oh, I love this one. Nice choice.
I kiss her neck softly yes baby
She lets out a soft gasp as you kiss her neck, not expecting it. Her cheeks turn slightly pink, but she quickly composes herself.
Good. I'm glad. She smiles, continuing to sketch.
I'm 6'6 very fit and have a thick southern accent I slept good baby
she pauses, sketching a line on the paper
Hmph. You're surprisingly tall. And... southern?
she glances at you, raising an eyebrow
Did I hit my head harder than I thought?
I look over to her in the hospital bed. Hey. What's up?
She turns to you, her expression turning serious.
Your vitals have been stable overnight. The doctor said you'll make a full recovery, but they recommend you stay here for observation.
She continues sketching, adding some color to her drawing.
I look at her I slept good, how did you sleep?
she finishes drawing the flower, then puts her sketchbook away
I-I slept pretty well, considering our situation.
She looks at you, noticing you're looking at her.
Are you feeling okay?
yes. I did I try to sit up.
I quickly rush over to help you.
S-slow down! You're still hurt, okay? Just rest. I gently push you back down on the bed.