Chapter 19

When the time comes to turn on Jeremy's game against Buffalo, Max will find it difficult to watch it while he is hurt.

 

Watching a football game with a professional player is interesting because he sees what a regular viewer would miss. 

 

What's funny is Max's critique of the player who has replaced him. He is trying to stay positive, but it's hard. 

 

After the game, I looked at Max and told him that tomorrow would be the starting point for his return to the game, and I would be here to help with each step. 

 

Max and I spent a relaxing evening enjoying our life together without expecting to speak about what happened today.

 

We turned in around 9 p.m. to ensure Max rested well for tomorrow's visit with Dr. Mason to discuss the rehabilitation plan. 

 

The following day, we were both awake before the alarm went off. Lying in bed, I asked Max, "Are you ready for today's appointment?"

 

Max replied "Yes, I'm ready to be able to walk without a cast and extremely read to be able to fuck you all the ways I want too."

 

Those words made my panties wet, and I looked at him and said, "We have enough time for me to use my mouth on you to make you feel good before we leave."

 

"Babe, you don't have to do that," and I replied, "I want to do that."

 

I get up on my knees, and I kiss Max on the lips for a few moments before I move between his legs. 

 

I remove my top because I know he loves to look at my breasts. I slide my hard nipples against the top of his thighs. 

 

His cock is already standing tall from morning wood. I take my tongue and lick the tip, slowly licking down to the base and back up.

 

WhileI'mm licking his cock on all sides, my hand goes down and cuffs his balls and squeeze softly.

 

The sounds that are coming out of Max's mouth make me wetter. I wrap my lips around the tip of his cock and slowly slide it in.

 

His length makes me gag a bit, but I relax to make sure I can take it all in my mouth. Making sure my mouth is tight on his cock, I start moving up and down on the shaft, all while I squeeze his balls softly. 

 

The sounds coming from my mouth and Max's are loud and turn-on for us both. I pull my mouth to the tip of the shaft and flick my tongue across the tip.

 

Giving my mouth a quick break, I lean up and place his stiff shaft between my large breasts and slide the shaft up and down as my tongue licks against the tip.

""Damn Baby, that is a fucking site to see." Those words made me ram his cock back into my throat. 

 

Max's hands are in my hair, and I can feel him tense up. So I move my mouth up and down his cock faster.

 

Max's body twitches and I feel his cum blast into my mouth. I make sure to swallow every last drop of his cum. 

 

Once nothing else comes out, I remove my mouth and say, "Do you feel better?"

 

He replies "Fuck I do, and now its your turn."

 

I smile and say, "Let's postpone my turn until tomorrow. I would feel much better being safe after yesterday."

 

Max tells me he understands, and we lay holding each other for a few minutes, and I tell him I'm going to make a quick breakfast while he showers. 

 

While Max was in the shower, I made a quick breakfast of egg whites, turkey bacon, and a piece of toast. 

 

By the time he got in the kitchen, I had eaten. I told him I would get dressed while he ate breakfast and took his meds. 

 

After getting dressed for the day, I headed to the kitchen and saw that Max had cleaned up all the dishes. 

 

I kissed him and told him I appreciated his cleaning up after breakfast. Then, I grabbed my purse and headed to his doctor's appointment. 

 

When we got to the doctor, I grabbed Max's medical file, which I had put in the car yesterday. 

 

We head into the office, and Max checks in and gives the receptionist his insurance. A few people are sitting in the lobby, and they recognize Max.

 

After finishing the paperwork, he sits beside me while we wait for him to be called back. 

 

After waiting 10 minutes, the nurse called us back, and we headed into an exam room to wait for Dr. Mason.

 

The doctor comes in a few minutes and introduces herself to both of us. I hand over the medical files, and she looks at them.

 

Once she has reviewed everything, she stands up and checks his performance. I knew what she would say because I had performed the same test on him yesterday.

 

Doctor Mason tells us that Max shows that the rib area is healing nicely, and she doesn't see any swelling in the leg area. 

 

She says they will start with the upper body area on Thursday to ensure he doesn't lose any flexibility in the torso before they begin working on the leg rehab.

 

The doctor also mentioned that if everything looks good on Thursday, she will set him up for a walking cast to be put on next Tuesday.

 

The doctor looks straight at Max, saying, "You should recover very easily because you are in shape. You also have the advantage of having a surgeon for a partner who specializes in this type of injury to help you."

 

Then she continues and tells Max to limit his exercise on the leg, like he has been doing, and she is happy with him only needing the pain meds on a limited basis. 

 

We say our goodbyes and head out to set up the appointment for Thursday. Once we get back into the car, I ask him if there is anything he needs from town before we go home. 

 

He asked me if we could go to Target, as he needed a few things. On the drive, I tried to get him to tell me what he needed, but he said, "Wait and see."

 

I took this opportunity to ask him how he felt about Dr. Mason and her recovery plan. He told me that, with her detailed plan and my support, he knew he could be back on the field next year. 

 

When we pulled into the parking lot, I let Max off at the door while I went to find a parking space. I walked into Target and saw that Max had a motorized cart. He told me to get another cart because we had some shopping to do.

 

I let him take the lead and followed him. Our first stop was the men's clothes section. He told me he needed more shorts that he could pull on easily.

 

We spent the next few minutes each looking for shorts, and I added tops for each shorts I found. I walk over and show Max what I have picked out, and he tells me to put it in the cart. 

 

We start to walk out of the department, and I see Max reach for a robe and add it to the cart. I smile and follow this man all around the store. 

 

The next stop is the book department, where he picks up ten pregnancy books and a few crime dramas he likes. 

 

Max is smiling, and I asked what made him smile so hard. He tells me this is the first time in a very long time that he has gone shopping in a store for himself. His agent usually arranges it, or his mom picks things up. 

 

After reading the books, we had to stop at the electronics department. Max took his time getting a few new games, new headphones, and two new controllers. 

 

He looks at me and says, "Now, we look for our little girl."

 

I had been putting off buying anything, and it meant the world to me that he was doing it with me. 

 

When we entered the baby section, we both looked a little out of our comfort zone, but we were lucky that an associate named Kelly came up and helped us out.

 

With her help, we could register items for our baby shower. I felt weird doing this because we have enough money to buy anything, but Kelly told us this would make it easier for our guests. 

 

We went down each aisle for the next hour and selected the items we liked. Max explored himself while I worked with Kelly to set up the registry, 

 

I finish up with Kelly, thank her for all her help, and head out looking for Max. I find him with a stuffed elephant, a onesie with the words Dad's Angel printed, a soft blanket, and a body pillow for me. 

 

The thoughtfulness he showed me today made me cry. He said," Baby, if you don't want the pillow, we don't have to get it. I just thought it would help you from worrying about rolling over on your stomach each night."

 

I bent down, kissed him, and told him I was crying. He made me so happy that I kept the pillow.

 

Next, he stopped at the vacuums, and he already knew that he wanted a Roomba that vacuumed, mopped, and emptied itself. He told me this would make it easier and that I would not say aanything

 

Max told me he wanted to get some snacks and electrolytes for his water. When we finally reached the counter to check out, my buggy and his cart were full. Then he told the cashier that he had also purchased a grill and supplies early, and they would bring them to the car.

 

The cashier called the manager, who told me to park the car outside. They would help load everything into the car. 

 

Once the car is loaded and we head out, Max asks if we can stop at the grocery store to pick up a few things to grill for dinner tonight.

 

We quickly stop to pick up some steaks, chicken, potatoes, and veggies that we can grill to help meal prep for us this week.

 

As I drive home, I tell Max we got a lot done today. Max, I will call Jessie to see if we can get some guys to help unload the car and build the grill. 

 

I had a quick phone call with Jessie. I told him we should be there in ten minutes, and he said he would get help sent over. 

 

We pull into the guest house's garage, and I see Jessie and my nephew Matthew waiting for us with a toolbox.

 

I open the back, and my brother jokes and says, "Somebody has been busy today."

 

After we get all the bags inside, I tell Max I will start putting stuff away. Then, while they put the food together, I will season it for the grill. 

 

I put away all the food and headed into the bedroom to unload the clothes. Then, I started loading the new clothes into the washer.

 

When I put everything away, I changed clothes and went to the kitchen to work on the food. I started by cleaning all the veggies and cutting them up to place in containers.

 

Before I put those away, I took multiple veggies, put them on a sheet tray, and seasoned them. Did the same thing for the steak and chicken.

 

When I had seasoned all the food and put the rest away, Max came in the door to tell me they were ready for the food.

 

I helped bring out the food, then went inside to make everyone a glass of lemonade. I yelled for my nephew to come here.

 

We take the drinks out and sit down to talk for a few minutes. Jessie looks at me and says, "I've never seen you look so happy and content, and I'm so grateful you are in a good place now."

 

I smile and tell Jessie that, for the first time, I feel like my life is coming together the way I want it to, and I love being here with everyone. 

 

We chatted for a few minutes, and then I told him that the architect would be here tomorrow at 10 a.m. to walk the plot of land and discuss what we had discussed. 

 

Max asks Jessie if he has time and wants to come by; we would love his input. Jessie looks up and says I'll be here in the morning. 

 

Jessie and Matthew head back to the main house, and Max and I sit outside, enjoying the cool breeze as our food cooks. 

 

Max looks at me and says he feels the same way: content and very happy here. Then he adds that it will be hard to be back in LA for the season because he loves it so much. 

 

I went inside, got plates and containers for the extra food, and returned to be with Max.

 

He looks so relaxed and content as he rests his leg on the ottoman while discussing our dream home. 

 

Max told me he had four requirements for the house and everything else because he knew I had great taste.

 

I asked him what his requirements were, and he said he wanted an office, a man cave, a gym, and the most significant shower. I laugh and tell him I can do those things for him and mensure that our home is our forever home. 

 

The food gets done, and we fill our plates, put the remaining food in containers, and close them up.

 

As we ate, I told Max that the food was terrific. He smiles and says, "Anything for my beautiful girlfriend and baby girl."

 

While we eat, we talk more about the house, and then I ask, "How many kids do you want?"

 

Max tells me at least two, but more would be great. I smile and say, "I agree with that and can't wait to make all those babies with you."

 

He looks at me and tells me not to mention baby-making today since we are not having sex today to let my body rest.

 

With a seductive smile I look at him and say, "You better wake me up in the morning and make me cum on your shaft before you leave the bed."

 

Max tells me that he guarantees that will happen in the morning. We finish eating and head inside. I put away the food and filled the dishwasher as Max headed to take a shower.

 

By the time he is out of the shower, I'm already in bed reading. He gets ready for bed, takes his meds, and grabs one of his new books that I put on his nightstand. 

 

I read until I felt my eyes getting heavy and told Max I would sleep.

 

He kisses me thoroughly and tells me that he loves me and to sleep tight. I said to him that I love him too. 

 

I curl up against my new pregnancy pillow and fall asleep with happy thoughts.