Free Cake by Nicole Reed Page A

fine.”
     
    “Thank God,” he sighs in relief. “What did the doctor say?”
     
    That would be Trent, not doubting for a second that I would find out what he needed. Taking a gasp of air in, I answer, “He’s going to have to have someone with him for the next couple of weeks watching over him twenty-four seven, but as long as he gets plenty of rest he should be fine.”
     
    “You have to do it, Kylie.”
     
    His statement throws me for a second, but I’m sure he doesn’t mean what I think. “Yeah, I’ll get on hiring a nurse to stay with him.”
     
    The static crackles crossing the line, but I can still hear Trent.
     
    “No, no, no. That will not work. You know how he is. He’s not going to let someone he doesn’t know stay with him. You know he gets antsy about that. He doesn’t even let his girlfriends stay the night that often. It has to be you, Kylie. Please. I can’t return home right now or I would. Set your differences aside for me.”
     
    “NO!” I yell into the phone. Looking up, I note several nurses eavesdropping on my conversation. Glancing around for an escape, I see an empty snack area and walk inside.
     
    “Kylie, I’m begging you. You can’t know how much I’m worried about him.” The line keeps cutting in and out. I’m not sure if it’s his voice cracking or the phone.
     
    “Trent, I can’t.”
     
    “Yes, you can. Please. I’ll owe you big.” His pleading tears out my heart, and again, I’m reminded of where he is at and exactly what he is doing.
     
    I’ve never told Trent no and meant it. Ever. He always gets under my skin or maybe it’s not a choice from the beginning. Closing my eyes, I answer, “You will owe me big.”
     
    His sigh of gratitude travels across the distance. “God, I’m starting to realize how much I lo...” his voice fades out as the line completely becomes static.
     
    Personally, I’m glad the phone died, because I may have told him to take his sisterly love and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine. What did I just get myself deeper into? I understand what Trent meant though. Dray has serious commitment issues including not letting anyone stay overnight. Most women who date him know it before getting involved with him, but every once in a while, it will amaze me when I hear of someone getting upset because Dray kicked them out immediately after sex. I mean really, you didn’t know it before? I call bullshit.
     
    So now, at this very moment, everyone is more than likely hearing that I’m not only dating Dray Savage, but we are engaged and I’m having his illegitimate child. And to make matters worse, I’m now going to move in with him and try to prove that the rumors are not true. I’m totally fucked.
     
    I need to take back control of my life. It’s done. I’ve made my promises and no turning back. Walking down to the nurses’ station, I see the one who first came into his room. “I need to run a few errands. When Dray wakes back up, will you please tell him I’ll be back shortly.”
     
    She smiles and nods back to me.
     
    Walking towards the elevator, I start dialing my friends and family to impart to them my good news. Dear Lord.

Returning to the hospital later that evening, I feel slightly better as I park my car. Of course, my parents hadn’t heard the latest news once I reached them. Spending the better part of an hour, I explain the predicament that I found myself in earlier regarding Dray. My mother thought it is funny, my father not so much. He’s met Dray several times when I invited Trent to a family get together in the past, and for some odd reason, Dray tagged along. To aggravate me I’m sure. My dad actually likes him and especially loves having someone who he can talk football to, but my dad knows Dray’s reputation of being a ladies man. Everyone does.
     
    So, needless to say, he doesn’t like the thought of me spending anytime with Dray. I tried to assure him that I agree one hundred and ten percent;