Evening the Score // Book One

Chapter 21

Elena was already up and on the phone before Harry even woke up the next morning. Andrea and Grady were also in the kitchen, a detail Harry was not aware of when he walked in with nothing on but his boxers. Grady stopped mid chew just as Andrea looked up from the counter with her phone still pressed to her ear.

Harry blushed crimson,

"Oh! Uh...good morning, Ladies."

Grady quirked her brows as she leaned against the counter with a dreamy look on her face,

"It is now."

Andrea snickered,

"Damn Ben, no wonder you're so relaxed lately."

Elena rolled her eyes as she hobbled over to Harry,

"Alright you two, get back to your phone calls." Harry cleared his throat as he watched Elena approach him. She pressed a kiss to his mouth, "This would be ground zero for the fight against the Association so maybe we don't walk around in clothing that's for Elena's Eyes Only."

He nodded, shrugging sheepishly,

"You uh..." He cleared his throat again, "Failed to mention we had visitors."

She pressed another kiss to his mouth,

"Go put some clothing on before my friends kidnap you and hold you hostage."

He glanced down at her leg,

"You're not using your crutches, Love. Doctor said to-"

"I'm fine, Baby. I promise."

He was slightly concerned but shrugged it off as he backed out of the kitchen,

"Anyone had breakfast yet?"

Grady shook her head but continued on with her phone call while Andrea held up a granola bar. Harry shook his head,

"That's not breakfast, Andy...I'll get dressed and make some food."

Andrea looked up from her phone list once he was gone,

"Ben, he's uh...all I can say is well done."

Grady nodded in agreement as she ended her phone call,

"And he cooks too...I'd put a ring on it before the day is done."

Elena waved her hand,

"Would you two stop? We have work to do."

"You should be doing him...not making boring phone calls to people who don't even know the United States HAS a women's soccer team." Grady pointed out.

Elena went to say something when a shooting pain went through her leg. She stopped, bracing her hands against the counter while she sucked in a breath. Andrea immediately launched up out of her chair and was at Elena's side in two seconds flat,

"What? What is it?"

Elena opened her eyes after having squeezed them shut in pain,

"I don't know...just every once in awhile it hurts like a mother fucker."
"You have physical therapy today right?" Grady asked as she came up on Elena's other side.

Elena nodded,

"Yeah."

Grady cast a worried glance over Elena's head and Andrea and sighed,

"Good."

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Harry threaded his fingers through Elena's as he pushed the gas pedal once the light turned green. They were headed to her physical therapy appointment for the next hour.