“What is she doing? Alexis what are you doing?
“Huh? I’m, I’m.” Not a day dream! “I’m, fine.” Bryce looked at the Paramedic, concern covering his face.
“Did you hit your head? Black-out for any time at all?” ‘Ginger’ placed his hands on my neck and felt the base of my skull.
“No really I’m fine.” I sat up straighter, he got me to perform a few movement and response tests then took down my details, he was happy to let me go.
“If you notice any vision changes, or black-out, or experience severe headaches, sharp pain or imbalance in any way, please go directly to Hospital. You may feel a little drowsy and that’s ok. You will have some whiplash and bruising where your seat belt has restrained you, he touched my shoulder and chest lightly to indicate a redness already appearing. If the pain from whiplash becomes quite severe, again make your way down to the Hospital. Refrain from anything strenuous or any heavy lifting and take it easy for a day or two.” He gave me a reassuring smile then walked off.
The guy behind me though was not so lucky; he suffered a broken collarbone and concussion and was taken by ‘Ginger’ to Hospital. The police also attended the scene; they interviewed me quickly, as to the version of events and were assessing the damage to the cars and directing traffic around us. I rang my Insurance Company and they arranged a tow truck for my crumpled car. The traffic jam had thrown the Westgate FWY into chaos.
Before we took off in the helicopter, Bryce had to wait for air traffic clearance due to a couple of News/Media Choppers flying around, he was flicking switches and looking at gauges.
“You really didn’t need to fly here you know.” He kept doing all his checks.
“Yes I did.”
“No you didn’t, I understand your concern because of your family but not every accident will have the same horrible outcome Bryce. All I’m saying is, I’m fine and I could’ve caught a taxi, this was all a bit much, I’m grateful that you came, don’t get me wrong, it’s just I feel like an idiot.” I looked out the window, I felt so embarrassed, I should never have told him about the accident, the part about being late, yes, but the accident, no.
“You didn’t hear me did you?” The engine got louder and we took off, I could understand now just how quickly he had gotten to the accident because we were landing at City Tower before I had even processed what he had said to me as we took off. The rotors started to slow and he was flicking lots of switches again, he climbed out of the cockpit and came around to my door. He unbuckled me and lifted me onto the roof, as we stood there staring at each other wind blowing around us, I started to get a bit dizzy.
“I think I need to sit down.” It probably had more to do with him staring at me the way he was, rather than the accident but I didn’t tell him that. He scooped me up in his arms again, and carried me towards his apartment.
“Bryce put me down, you can’t keep doing this.”
“I can and I will.” There’s just no arguing with this man, he’s the most stubborn person I’ve ever come across, he placed me down on his lounge and knelt beside me.
“Bryce, you are going way over the top, I have legs and I can use them.” He interrupted me.
“I know you have legs, I want them wrapped around me.” I blushed.
“That’s not going to happen, you know that don’t you?” I was starting to get sleepy.
“I know nothing of which you speak.” If I had more energy I would’ve rolled my eyes but I did manage a smile.
“Alexis, I’m pretty sure I’m falling in love with you.” My eyes flew wide open.
“You’re not Bryce, you can’t.”
“I am and I can and I have.” I couldn’t stop staring at him, this gorgeous, handsome and sexy knight in shining armour was knelt by me, confessing his love and all I could do was stare. My eyelids became quite heavy and I found myself fighting to keep them apart, as I drifted into unconsciousness I felt him kiss my forehead.
I started to come round, I could hear Bryce’s voice in the distance
“Sebastian, yes now please”, but then drifted away again. Stirring once more I heard footsteps and a gentle clanging not too far from my head, I opened my eyes slowly and he was on the lounge opposite me. He had placed a blanket over me and put a pillow under my head, on the coffee table was some Panadol, a glass of water, a cup of tea and a cloche.
“How long have I been asleep?”
“A couple of hours, Janette has been up here every half an hour, checking over you. She assured me you were just having a snooze, she also said you’d be hungry and have a headache when you woke, so take the Panadol and eat your soup.” Janette was the Nurse on Site. I sat up and felt quite good. Shit I haven’t called Rick.