The Choice
nipples and finding my gaze.
    “I love you, Baby,” he pants as he reaches for my neck and pulls me forward to plant another kiss on my mouth.
    “I love you, too,” I whisper against his lips and rest my hands on his chest, content for the first time in weeks as he rests inside me and runs his lips over my neck.
    Hearing voices in the parking lot, Drake replaces the cups of my bra over my nipples as I sit up slightly to recover my shirt and slip it on.
    “Are you getting shy on me?” I tease playfully and he smiles back at me as he shakes his head slightly.
    “No,” he laughs lightly as he palms my breasts again. “These are just for my eyes only.”
    “Agreed,” I smile and dip my head to kiss him lightly on the lips again. “I missed you so much.”
    “I know, Baby. I missed you like crazy, too,” he whispers against my mouth and pushes the hair away from my face and holding my eyes for a moment before speaking again. “I guess we better get inside.”
    “Okay,” I say as I lift myself from him and make my way to my side of the car, watching him fix his jeans. My destroyed panties are still sitting on the console where they’d landed. As my eyes find them, I feel the heat rise into my cheeks. He grins wickedly at me before picking them up, bringing them to his nose and breathing in my scent. He groans in approval before placing them in his jacket pocket and making my jaw drop slightly.
    I couldn’t speak if I had to right now.
    “Come on, Love,” he chuckles slightly. “We better get in there before I take you again.”
    Without another word, he steps out of the car and leaves me sitting there, gaping like a moron. Seconds later, my door opens and he’s looking down at me with a wicked smirk.
    “Are you coming, Analise?”
    I nod dumbly and he extends his hand, helping me from the car and shutting the door behind me. As I prepare to step away from him, he grabs me roughly and pushes me back against the frame of the car, grabs my chin and kisses me forcefully while I melt into the medal.
    When he pulls away, I’m stuck in place and panting all over again as he leads me towards the elevator.
    God I missed him.

Chapter Four
Sophie
    This waiting is unbearable.
    I thought when Chase woke up our questions would be answered, but I’m still no closer to understanding anything about last night.
    If it’s possible, I’m more confused now than when he woke up. I’ll never complain though. I’m just glad he’s awake now.
    As I see Ana and Drake heading up the hall towards me, I can’t help the breath of relief that courses through me.
    They’re holding hands.
    Finally!
    When Ana’s eyes meet mine and she realizes what I was staring at, she’s beaming back at me and I couldn’t be happier for her.
    These past few weeks have been torture on both of us and I’m happy they seem to have worked things out. I still am not sure what caused the entire thing, but as long as she’s happy, I don’t care.
    “Hey, what’s the word?” Drake says with a smile on his face for the first time in a while.
    “They’re not back from tests yet,” I tell him. “They said it may take a couple hours before he’s back in his room. I’ve just been waiting here for him.”
    “How was he when he woke up?” Ana asks me.
    I give them a recap of him waking up, leaving out the proposal for now. We haven’t had much time to discuss it and I want to keep it between Chase and me until we do.
    “Well, I just talked to his parents and they’re on their way now,” Drake says.
    “They’re coming now?” I ask astonished.
    “Yeah,” he starts. “They’d already planned on it last night and once I heard from you, they decided to go ahead and take the trip. They’ll be here anytime now. He’ll need a lot of help for now and things with y’all have been kind of up in the air lately so…”
    “They’re not anymore,” I offer. “Of course he’ll be happy to have his parents here , but we’re not up in the air
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