Mr. Blake's body

Chapter 18

Three days later.

     I have had the chance to speak with the Doctor.  Basically what he has told me is that when I fell and hit my head on so many of the steps that it caused some swelling on my brain which put pressure on my optic nerves in my eyes and that's why I can't see. It also is the reason why I have such a ragging headache. The doctor told me that my vision should return in a few days when the swelling goes down and that even though there was pressure put on my optic nerves there was no permanent damage to them. Thank God.
        The OB nurse came in and did an ultrasound. The baby is fine and we got to hear the heartbeat. The second the sound of our baby hit Jessup's ears he squeezed my hand and I could hear him exhale. It was almost like he didn't believe I was actually pregnant with his child and needed to see and hear it for it to be true.
     Jessup seems to be beyond excited about the baby which makes me very happy. I still don't know where things are with us and we still have a lot to talk about but he has not left my side once. He won't let me walk to the bathroom or take a shower by myself. This baby has turned him into a body guard. I literally had to kick him out of the bathroom so I could pee this morning but since he wasn't allowed in there with me he made sure the door stayed open the whole time.
A little privacy never killed anyone. Dear God if he is like this now I know I will end up in a bubble before the baby comes.
       The Doctor said that I am around four to six weeks pregnant and the baby looks very healthy, which was such a relief given that I did fall down a bunch of steps.
       I get to go home tomorrow and I can't wait to be able to sleep in my own bed and see my son. We'll can't actually see him since my sight hasn't returned but just being around him is going to make me feel so much better. I have missed his hugs. I have also missed Julie. She has become a good friend and I hate to admit that I depend on her way to much but she never seems to mind and she loves Benny.
       I finally got Jessup to leave and go home for a little while so he could take a shower and get some rest. His mother has brought him clean clothes every day that I have been in the hospital but he still needed to shave and get some sleep. I feel bad for him, he has slept in a tiny chair for the last four nights. I made him promise that he wouldn't come back to the hospital until at least six this evening, God knows I love that beautiful, crazy man but I needed a few hours away from him and since it's already five o'clock I know he will be here soon and this gives me a little time to think about the messed up situation that Jessup and I are in.
       The blonde he had tied up in his room the other night looked a lot like the ugly Barbie that was in his lap at the club the night I face rapped Deacon. That better not have been the same girl because if it was then I will kill Jessup Blake.
He better hope it wasn't the same girl. He has a lot of explaining to do. Did he lie to me when he said he wasn't cheating on me when I caught him at the club with another girl in his lap? Did he lie when he said that the girl in his room didn't mean anything to him? How am I supposed to ever believe anything he says to me or that he has said to me. It seems like all he does is lie to me every chance that he gets. Do I really want to be with someone like that?
Yes I do want to be with him but we really need to have a long talk first and I do need to know all of his dirty secrets, even if he doesn't think I need to know. 

       The door to my room opens and Jessup walks, I can't see him but my body always knows when he is near. Every hair I have stands on end, and the ache between my legs comes to life, plus I can smell him. His manly smell is like heaven and I will never get tired of the way he smells. God I wish I could see him right now, preferably naked so I could gawk at his amazing physic. The man is a God. Plain and simple.

       When he reaches the chair beside of my bed, he gently kisses the top of my head and picks up my hand and gives it a gentle kiss also. So I decide that while he is in a loving mood we should start our honesty talk.