All I could say was “Hi”.I can’t remember clearly what I was thinking however it did mostly consist of fuck I’m busted being repeated over and...over. Then she smiled and walked straight past me into the kitchen, after she was out of the room I put my shorts on again and with my hart pounding followed her to the kitchen.For the remainder of the day she acted as if she hadn’t seen a thing, even though I could tell by her smirk that she was loving it I was sort of disturbed by her lack of reaction.. With the ball room the sponsors had reserved not yet open, most of the participants seemed to have found their way to the bar. Thinking a good drink beforehand was definitely in order, Laurel opted to follow their example.‘God, there have to be almost a hundred women here,’ Laurel thought as she stepped into the bar and saw the large crowd. ‘They can’t all be here for the event.’Laurel was closer to the mark than she knew. When the closed doors a short walk away finally opened, she would find a. By the way doctor, where am I and how long have I beenhere?" I asked."Saint John the Evangelist Hospital. Mr. Meyer. You have been hereseven weeks." He said. "You have been in a coma most of that timealthough I thought you would have come out of it sooner."I was taken aback by his statement. "Seven weeks? Coma? What happened?I asked, the questions literally one after the other. To say that I wasshocked is an understatement.The doctor finished his examination of his vital signs and looked. ” “You think suckin' some dude off isn’t a big deal?” I was horrified by how high my voice went. “It wasn’t just some dude, and it could have been a joke or anything. I mean, he knows he’s safe, that situation is never going to happen. Him not getting angry about being kissed, to me, that’s a much bigger deal. I kinda think it might be more than two percent.”My phone went off, cutting us short. Danny wasn’t much of a talker and jumped at the chance to get back to work. It was Alex asking if I.