Her Favorite - Jordan Poole

thirty-nine

"What do we have?" The attending physician in the emergency department at San Francisco Medical Center says entering the trauma bay.

"28-year-old female presented unconscious to the Emergency department via EMS team due to motor vehicle accident." The ER nurse says giving an SBAR report to the physician.

"Blood pressure is 98/60. Her heart rate is 112. Her respirations are 10 and her SpO2 is 89%. The patient was intubated on site and now she is here." The nurse says. Many of the healthcare professionals had been rushing into the room, setting up IV lines, assessing the victim, and getting the necessary medications ready.

"What type of accident was it?" The physician asked as he begins assessing the patient.

"Hit and Run."

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2 Weeks Earlier

📍Home

"Mommy, how are babies made?" Aria curiously asked as Lydia had been doing her hair for school. Jordan walks into the bathroom, removing his durag and brushing his waves.

"Ask Daddy," Lydia says.

"Ask me what?" Jordan says looking over at them.

"How are babies made?" Aria repeats and his eyes widen. "Uhm, well.." Jordan trails off and Lydia cracks a smile.

"And done!" Lydia says finishing Aria's hair and kissing the side of her head. "Meet me downstairs so we can put your shoes on," Lydia says and Aria nods before running out of the bathroom.

"I actually do want to hear your version of how babies are made," Lydia says looking over Jordan who smirks.

"You want the kid's version or the adult's?" He asked walking over to her and resting his hands on her waist. "Nasty fucker." Lydia says earning a laugh from Jordan as he leans down pecking her lips. Lydia rests her hands on his chest, pulls away from the kiss, and looks up at him.

"What are you going to tell her when it's time to have the talk with her?" Lydia curiously asked. "What talk?" Jordan asked tilting his head.

"Your parent didn't have the talk with you?" Lydia asked. "Lydia what talk?" He asked and she giggles.

"Babe the bird and bees talk."

"What the fuck is that?" Jordan asked and Lydia laughs. "Nigga, sex."

"Oh." He says and she laughs.

"Jordan,"

"What?" He asked while laughing. "My parents never gave me the birds and beats talk."

"Birds and bees." Lydia corrects and he pecks her cheek before walking over to the sink and looking at his hairline.

"Your parents did?" He asked looking at her through the mirror.

"Well, my mom did ... not my dad. If he found out I was having sex I think he would've sent me to boarding school." Lydia says as Jordan chuckles.

"I don't think I ever asked you but when did you lose your virginity?" Jordan asked turning to her as she applies concealer under her eye.

"16," Lydia says looking at him. "You?"

"I rather not say," He says and her mouth drops. "Baby we are married. I don't care when you started bussing it down." Lydia says.

"Bussing it down?" He asked while laughing and she smiles. "Yes! Tell me."

"I was like 15/16, the same age as you." He says and she tilts her head. "With who?" She asked.