Chapter 135

Sophia didn’t change into a hospital gown that afternoon, still rocking her own threads.

When she left the house in the morning, for convenience’s sake, she slipped into some tight denim jeans – not exactly a one-handed job, considering her injured right arm and IV-dripping left hand.

Brandon couldn’t help but notice the snug jeans and the needle in her left hand, along with her immobile right arm.

He cleared his throat, turned his head slightly, and then glanced back at her.

“Let me take that for you,” he said. “If you need anything else, just holler. I’ll be right outside.”

Sophia managed a nod, feeling so awkward she was practically digging her toes into the floor. She almost wished Brandon wasn’t there, so she wouldn’t have to deal with this embarrassment.

The loo was right inside the room.

Brandon set the IV bottle up in the bathroom for Sophia, and before he left, he gave her a concerned look. “Still feeling dizzy?”

Sophia shook her head. “Not anymore.”

The drip was doing wonders; a little nap and she felt loads better.

Brandon nodded, hung everything up for her, then stepped out, standing with his back to her at the bathroom door.

“Give a shout if you need anything.”

Sophia nodded again, her face burning up like it was on fire. She was already mortified that Brandon had to escort her to the john, let alone do her business in front of him that was a no-go.

head back to the

her utterly mortified

to be okay if you need help,” he instructed before turning back to the room, sparing her any further

to fuss with it, so she just left it slightly ajar

jeans were not only tight but featured a triple row of metal buttons, and she, fearing the buttonholes were too big and might pop open, had

her right arm freshly injured and

didn’t dare apply too much force,

one.

wasn’t exactly at ease. Seeing that she wasn’t coming out and there was no sound from the bathroom, he furrowed his brows and walked over to the

“You alright?”

of panic and embarrassment was spiking, “It’s fine, just go back

buttons, her left hand yanked at the IV site, causing her to hiss in pain.

Sophia was awkward.

the waistband’s metal button and then looked at

me do

stepping forward and reaching

was already red enough

at her, “How long you

Sophia felt like she wanted to

she’d need Brandon to help her undress to use the bathroom.

this embarrassed in her

to yank out the IV and handle it herself.

almost making Brandon chuckle.

metal button, and with a “pop,” the first one was undone. His

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