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to Carl about it. I ll encourage him to take the information to you.
How about that?
It took a moment of hard staring, but then a grin split Captain
Pascone s features. Good man. Don t want any more
backstabbing skanks messing up my detectives, he grumbled.
Captain, what are you doing here? Carl asked, striding slowly
into the room.
Just getting to know your man, Lewis. Seems like a decent
fellow, the captain said.
Yeah, Carl said softly, crossing to give him a kiss. Holy hell,
my man just gave me a kiss in front of his boss! Yeah, he is.
Saved my son, ya know, Carl added.
Drew nodded, his gaze on the silently playing TV overhead.
Yup. I heard that. Then his focus shifted to Carl and he waved a
finger between them. You and he have any trouble with anybody,
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you let me know.
Before either man could reply, Captain Pascone strode from the
room.
Carl chuckled, then asked, Do you think we made him
uncomfortable?
No, he didn t really strike me as the kind of guy who d care
who kissed who, Vincent replied honestly.
Me neither, now how about another?
Vincent was happy to comply, accepting Carl s tongue into his
mouth in a deep kiss.
Vincent fell silent as Carl pushed his wheelchair through the
hospital toward the exit. At this point, he d agreed to anything to
get out of the place. He knew the nurses and doctors were just
doing their jobs, but if one more came near him with a needle, he d
hit them.
It didn t matter that they gushed over him, or flirted with all the
visitors that had come through his doors, Vincent was done with
this place for as long as possible. He took a deep breath of fresh air
for the first time in over a week. God, that smells good, he
muttered.
Carl chuckled behind him. He leaned close, his lips next to
Vincent s ear, and said, The smell of car exhaust and smog
excites you that much?
No, that would be your cologne, Vincent replied, just
refraining from turning his head and trying to catch those lips. His
shaft was already filling from just that little contact. It d been
nearly two weeks before the accident, then add another week on
top of that of being able to see, talk to, and kiss Carl, but nothing
more, and Vincent was ready to go out of his mind with lust. It
wouldn t take much for him to try to ignore the doctor s orders of
no physical activity and pounce on his lover.
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Chapter Seventeen
old that thought, love, Carl whispered into Vince s ear as
H
he stopped the wheelchair next to the car. Jake slipped
from the driver s seat and hurried around to help him ease a
quickly tiring Vince into the front passenger seat.
Still, Vince had enough presence of mind to scowl at Jake and
say, What are you doing driving? You aren t old enough to have
your license.
Jake grinned unabashedly. No, I m in Driver s Ed this
semester, and dad s gonna let me get my learner s permit soon.
You still shouldn t be driving, he murmured, his head falling
back against the headrest.
Carl leaned in and buckled Vince s belt. You won t call the
cops, will you? he teased softly and pecked a quick kiss to
Vince s lips. It was so quick, Vince didn t even have time to
reciprocate, but he smiled anyway. They both knew that any kind
of public display was a huge step for Carl.
I ll keep it under my hat for now, he whispered sleepily, but
don t let it happen again!
After Carl climbed behind the wheel, a glance in the rearview
mirror showed his son s grin. Clearly he wasn t at all upset by
Vince s scolding. After buckling his belt, Carl turned around again
and asked Jake, You hear from your mom?
Jake grimaced, but nodded, telling Carl that there was
something he needed to hear. After a glance at Vince and seeing
his closed eyes and dozing expression, Carl looked back at Jake
and lifted a brow in question.
I mentioned that Mr. Androse is staying with us for a while.
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Mom said it wouldn t be appropriate for a strange man to be
sleeping in the same house as her daughter, so, um, she said she s
keeping Lorna this weekend, Jake finally finished in a rush.
Carl s jaw tightened and his eyes narrowed. I see. It wouldn t
do any good to express his irritation now. It wasn t Jake s fault.
To his surprise, Jake rushed on to say, I told her that it
wouldn t be inappropriate because he s gay, and we ve all hung
out with him for months.
Jerking back around, Carl took in Jake s flaming red cheeks and
chagrined look. Let me guess. That didn t go over any better,
Carl said. Jake shook his head, scowling. Carl reached back and
patted his son s knee. Don t sweat it. I ll take care of it.
Carl straightened in his seat, put the car in gear, and headed
home. He glanced repeatedly at Vince, but the man still seemed
dead to the world.
On arriving home, he was loath to wake Vince, but didn t think
carrying him would do his shoulder any favors. Handing his keys
to Jake, Carl said, Open the house for me. Make sure the way is
clear to my bedroom.
Jake grumbled, I already did that this morning, but hurried to
the front door to open it.
Carl rounded the hood of his sedan and opened the passenger
door. He gently rubbed Vince s thigh, trying not to notice the firm
muscles he loved to touch and explore. Come on, love, it s time to
go into the house.
Why you call me that? his man s slurred voice came as he
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