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that s what I fantasize about.
I do, too, Jack confessed. There s no more beautiful sight in this world than
Brady spread out on your car, screaming your name while you fuck him. I get hard
whenever I think about that.
Thank you, Brady mouthed over Simon s head at Jack.
Jack winked. He finished cleaning Simon off, avoiding those beat-up hands. He
kissed Simon softly, doing nothing but telling Simon that Jack was glad the man was
alive.
Simon sighed, kissing him back, and Brady joined in, making it the best kind of kiss:
a three-way. Before he lost track of what they needed to do, Jack stepped back.
Brady, can you manage to wash Simon s hair without knocking him over? Jack
asked, climbing out of the shower and reaching for a towel.
Yeah. Brady nuzzled Simon s neck and wrinkled his nose. Nothing worse than
wet smoke smell.
Good. I ll get the gauze and ointment. I can t believe they let you come home
instead of taking you straight to the hospital, he grumbled, drying off. I ll have
something to say to those EMTs.
I lied to them. Told them I was fine after they bandaged my hands. Just going home
to clean up and change, and that I d go to the hospital straight away, Simon mumbled,
eyes closed against the shampoo.
Within twenty minutes, they were on the road, heading to the hospital. Jack drove
while Brady rode in the back with Simon, giving the injured man someone to lean on.
* * * *
Brady paced in the waiting room, arms crossed and head down. God, he d acted like
a total bastard. He should have noticed that Simon was injured the minute his lover had
arrived home. Instead he d gone off screeching like an old woman. Then when Jack got
there and discovered Simon s wounds, he d really acted like a girl and puked his guts out.
Shoving his hands through his hair, he snarled. Damn, he was right, though. Simon
was too old to be playing hero and rescuing people. Brady didn t want to lose Simon. Not
for a very long time. He loved the crazy firefighter and had since the moment they d met.
Stop it. You re frightening the children. Jack s voice caressed his ear as the vet s
steady hands gripped his and led him to a set of empty chairs.
Brady glanced around. There aren t any children here.
Jack chuckled. Guess I was trying to distract you. It was the only thing I could think
of that wouldn t get us arrested.
Brady gave a wan smile. He knew Jack was trying to keep his spirits up. He checked
his watch. What s taking so long? They took him back over an hour ago.
They have to thoroughly cleanse the wounds and cut away the dead skin. Also, he
inhaled a lot of smoke. They re going to wait to make sure his lungs are going to be okay.
The nurse will take you to his room when she can. Jack stroked a thumb over Brady s
hand.
Brady wasn t happy about either of Jack s comments. His room? And where are
you going to be?
The doctor won t let Simon go home tonight. His burns are too severe, and he s
inhaled too much smoke. Jack shrugged and lowered his eyes. I figured you d want it
to be just the two of you tonight.
It s the three of us. Has been pretty much since that first night at the PYT. No way
are you skipping out on us now. Brady gripped Jack s hand, bringing it to his lips. I
need you here, Jack. You have to keep me grounded. I m scared. I almost lost him, Doc. I
don t think I d be able to survive without him.
Jack cupped Brady s cheek with his free hand. He was seriously injured, love, but
we didn t lose him. He ll be fine. We ll just have to pamper him for a while. Jack
laughed.
Hospital and children be damned. Brady closed the space between them and kissed
Jack, relief that Simon will be okay and joy at Jack s being there to help pouring into the
kiss.
A cough sounded. They pulled apart and stood, turning to face a smiling nurse.
Mr. Vanderly. Doctor Samson. Chief Wittman has been taken up to a room for the
night. I m to take you up there, where you can speak to the doctor.
Brady nodded, throwing an arm around Jack s shoulders. Let s go, Doc. We
shouldn t keep our man waiting. You know how cranky he gets when we aren t there to
wait on him hand and foot.
Jack pinched his ass, and Brady laughed. Simon was his heart and Jack his soul. He
couldn t wait for Jack to move in with them so they could start living their lives together.
* * * *
I don t want to stay here, Simon snarled at the nurse as she set up the IV and
tucked the sheets around him. Can t I just go home? Jack s a doctor. He can take care of
me.
Jack snorted, walking in with his arm around Brady s waist. I m an animal doctor,
Simon. I might have accused you at some point of being a beast in bed, but it s not the
same thing.
His dark-haired lover frowned at him. I still don t see why I have to stay the night.
Because your hands were pretty seriously burned, love. Brady left Jack s side and
sat on the edge of the hospital bed. He rested his hand on Simon s chest. We want you to
heal, and the best way to do that is to listen to the doctors.
Jack sat on the other side, stroking his fingers over Simon s cheek. It s only for a
night and then you ll be back home with Brady hovering over you like a mother hen.
He couldn t help laughing at Simon s groan. Jack didn t remove his hand from
Simon s face, but he watched the way those chocolate eyes melted when Simon s gaze
met Brady s. So much love between them, he thought.
Then both men turned to look at him, and he gasped at the love shining in their eyes.
Was it for him alone or just leftover emotion?
You ll be there as well, right? I need someone to keep me from killing Brady when
he coddles me and tries to stop me from doing things. Simon reached out a bandage
hand to both of them.
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