Gene was taking off his belt.
“What?” he asked.
Blackhawk went there.
“A white cast, Gene? That’s going to be hella dirty in two days.”
He snorted.
“I know. They told me not to get it wet. I don’t need arm rot on top of it. They offered to wrap it in some fun kid cast wrap, but I declined the construction vehicles and ponies. One seemed childish, and ironically, the other seemed gay.”
He shook his head, but moved closer to his man.
“How was the arm?” Ethan asked.
He shrugged.
“It looks nasty, but it’s healing well. I should be good,” he admitted. “Maybe in time to get back to work inPhillyand have Corbin working with us.”
He hoped so, but he suspected Gene’s arm hurt like a bitch. Every now and again, he’d move his fingers like they were sore or going numb from swelling.
His poor man.
“Well, go shower. I’ll keep running things,” he said. “Then, we’ll get some clothes from the detective, and head out.”
Because it had been a rough day, and he’d told him to hold it together until later, Gene kissed him softly on the mouth.
“I love you, EJ. I can’t wait to have that working dinner tonight. I’m going to woo you, even though it’s work. Be ready for some romance.”
At his words, Ethan smiled and rested his forehead against Gene’s. There was no doubt he’d deliver too.
He knew his man.
“Deal,” he said, slapping Gene on the ass when he went to walk away from him.
“That’s my job, bad boy,” he said, amused. “I get to spank you.”
As he winked at his man, that heat rushed through Ethan, and not because of what Gene said.
Instead, he was getting all warm from love.
Having someone who loved you like Gene did was the best feeling in the world.
While he was away from his family, and tucked away with Huggy Bear, he felt…alive.
When he sat down, he heard the shower go on, and he started more runs. When he picked up his marker to make lines through his notes, he paused.
And had an idea.
Speaking of love…
Grabbing another Sharpie, he headed into the bathroom off of the bedroom in their suite.
When he found Gene, he was in the shower, his armOUTSIDEof the curtain.
So, he touched his shoulder.
“Hey, here to join me?” Gene asked, grinning wickedly at him. “I just so happen to need more hands on me. Yours.”
