Page 129 of On the Double
I nodded, pressing my hand to it again. “Yeah, it feels good.”
“The limp is mostly gone,” Brock said, watching me walk. “You’re going to have to do better if you want to fool her.”
I blew out a breath, trying to stay calm as she pulled into the driveat OPS. “I just have to get her to leave. I’m gonna tell her that the team has to be briefed first.”
“That’s a good plan. What about tonight?”
I shook my head, unsure how I was going to want to handle that. “She’s gonna want to have sex. It’s gonna be hard.”
“You hope so,” Brock laughed.
“Go for the blow job,” Lock said, ignoring Brock’s comment. “You don’t have to take off your shirt and she’ll never see the bandage.”
“That’s a good idea,” I nodded. “I like that.”
“And don’t forget the cream,” Brock said, shoving it in my hands. “Keep the area numb so it doesn’t hurt so much.”
“I could use a fucking pain pill right about now,” I muttered.
Lock jerked me around by the arm, slapping me on the face. “Hey, are you a pussy? Do you really need a fucking pill for the pain?”
“I—”
“No, you don’t. You’re a badass warrior. Your woman is here and she’s going to cry if she sees you in pain. Are you gonna let those tears fall?”
“Um…”
“No, you’re not. You’re going to go home, fuck your woman through the pain, and then get some fucking rest so you can do it all over again tomorrow. Is that clear?”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
Brock snorted behind me. “He guesses so. Amateur.”
“Yeah, we’ll see how much he can take when he sees the tears dripping down her face.”
“And it’s not just the tears,” Brock added. “When they get all weepy and worry about you dropping dead…that’ll tear your fucking heart out.”
“But he’ll be fine,” Lock scoffed.
I was about to argue that I wasn’t exactly saying that when Harper walked up to the truck with a big grin on her face. She didn’t know about the silo yet, and with the building burnt down, there was nowhere else to go.
She flung her arms around me, nearly knocking me to the ground. Ifelt Lock and Brock steadying me with hands on my back. This is what it took. Teamwork.
“Hey, Pookie! I’m so glad to see you in one piece. You listened to me, right?”
I cocked a grin at her. “My dick stayed firmly in my pants.”
“And the other thing?”
“Am I here?” Her smile slipped slightly as her eyes narrowed. But I grinned wider at her and laughed. “Of course I’m safe. It’s all good.”
She bit her lip, leaning in closer. “Good, because I have a welcome home present for you,” she said, giving me a peek through her shirt that was unbuttoned just a little more than necessary.
Brock choked out a laugh that he quickly covered up, and Lock groaned at my luck.
“Fantastic. I can’t wait to see it.”
“In private. It’s not the kind of gift you want me to share with anyone else.”