Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 84985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Dr. McBride continued the exam, not saying too much more after seeing Trevor’s amputation. After every wound was bandaged, the doctor wrote out a couple of prescriptions, explaining each one to both Trevor and Reed, leaving a couple of samples to be taken now. The doctor would also be present at the rehab hospital tomorrow for Trevor’s appointment.
“Trevor, there’s no reason to live with this pain right now. Take this medicine as prescribed. You hear me, son?” Dr. McBride asked, looking down at Trevor.
“Yes, sir.”
“Now, is that a ‘yes, sir, I hear you’, or a ‘yes, sir, I’ll take my medicine’?” The doctor continued his steady stare on Trevor.
“It’s a ‘yes, sir’ to both.” Trevor smiled, taking both prescriptions and the samples from the doctor.
“Good.” Reaching down, Dr. McBride extended his hand and Trevor shook it immediately. “It’s my pleasure to meet you, son. I wish it were under better circumstances.”
“Thank you for coming out.” Trevor clasped his hand. “Thank you for stopping by on such short notice. I hope this didn’t inconvenience your day, sir.”
“No, not at all. Now take it easy on the arm until we get you assessed tomorrow.” Dr. McBride finished packing his bag and snapped the buckle on the leather case closed. He turned back to Reed while taking the bag in his hand. Emotion played in his eyes the minute he turned away from Trevor.
“I’ll walk you out, Dr. McBride. Trevor, I’ll be right back,” Reed said. The doctor followed Reed through the house, and they stayed quiet. Once they made it past the point where there was no chance Trevor might hear, Reed turned and asked, “How does he look?”
“The wounds are healing nicely. It’s surprising not one of them became infected. He needs to take it easy, rebuild his body. That leg looks to have taken a beating during the flight. The swelling has increased based on what they said in Germany. I want him seen by Dr. Conrad first thing in the morning. He’s the best at this sort of injury. Trevor doesn’t remember much about that night, does he?”
“No, sir, he doesn’t remember anything. It sounded gruesome.”
“His body was ravaged. I’m not sure he should’ve lived through it. I want to get him some counseling, but I have a feeling we need to be inconspicuous with it all. You were right on the phone, he doesn’t say too much. He doesn’t seem like the kind that would go for a formal counseling session, so I’ll work it into his care plan.” Coming to the front door, Dr. McBride opened it before looking back at Reed. “I’ll be in touch. Keep him down. This is a good thing you’re doing, son.” Dr. McBride shook Reed’s hand, and left through the front door without a backward glance.
With a quick turn of the lock, Reed made his way back to the bedroom, stopping by the refrigerator to grab a cold bottle of water.
“Okay, sexy, per doctor’s orders you must take this medicine. I’ll send out for the prescriptions to be filled. No stalling on this, you promised,” Reed said. He came to the side of the bed, sitting down carefully on the mattress. Lifting the small plastic package, he peeled back the foil, letting the pill pop out into his hand.
“I feel fine,” Trevor began. Reed took the advantage, and shoved the pill into his opened mouth.
“No, you don’t feel fine. That’s a lie. Now swallow!” After handing Trevor the water, he peeled back another wrapper, popped the tablet out, and handed it over. “Now be a good boy and swallow this pill. If you do, we’ll work up to swallowing other things very soon.” With a wink, Reed glued his gaze to Trevor, watching him take all his medicine with a blush on his cheeks.
“Now there’s a good boy,” Reed said, bending down to softly kiss those sweet lips and Trevor puckered up to kiss him back as if it were the most normal thing between them.
“You taste divine, handsome,” Reed added, staying close to Trevor’s face, breathing him in. Holding the moment, Reed looked lovingly into Trevor’s eyes. “Now, one of those will make you sleepy, but I think you’re already there. Let’s lie you down, I want you to rest. I’ll leave the door open. Call me if you need me. Remember, you promised the doctor; no undue strain on this left side. I’ll get you to the restroom when you need to go. This button on the phone acts as an intercom. Press it, and it will find me. My home office is just through that door,” Reed said, looking over at a side door to his bedroom while positioning Trevor all the way down along the bed. He could already see Trevor was going to overexert his left arm from the way he tried to absorb his body weight and move himself down the bed. Reed frowned at him for using it so much, and arched a brow in his direction.
“I have a feeling you’re going to be a very bad patient, Trevor West,” Reed said, kissing him on the lips again. Reed absently moved the hair from Trevor’s forehead before continuing. “I’ll check on you. Please sleep for me.” Kissing Trevor’s sweet lips again for the third time in a matter of minutes, Reed could see the fatigue in his eyes. Hopefully a good sleep would chase it away.
“Thank you,” Trevor said, a yawn tearing from his lips. Reed stayed close, staring into Trevor’s mesmerizing blue eyes.
“I can see no need for any gratitude. It’s nothing more than you would do for me.” Reaching up, Reed again gently brushed the auburn strands of hair from Trevor’s brow. “Why must I keep reminding you we’re a couple?” Trevor’s eyes slid closed. Reed’s voice lowered. “You would think you might try to remember such important details.” Reed trailed off at the sounds of Trevor’s soft snores. Pulling the silky duvet up, he covered Trevor, tucking him the way Rylie told him Trevor liked to sleep. Apparently Trevor liked to be bundled up tight, so Reed tucked the sides of the covers along Trevor’s body. He made sure he lay comfortably on the pillows, and his leg was properly elevated.