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Leaning over, he put his hands on her breasts, tweaking her nipples. She gave a moan. He started to harden again. He rubbed himself up against her ass, reached around and slipped a finger into her. She was wet, and not from the water. She slicked his fingers, and he pushed another finger into her, rubbed her, worked her as hard as she’d worked him. She squirmed, rubbing her ass against him, her body moving in time to his thrusts.
Hard now, he squatted down to push up into her, slipped in, and gave a groan. She went up on tiptoe and he grabbed her waist. She had a firm ass, and he gave it a squeeze, liking how she felt in his hands. He pushed up into her and then froze. “Condom!” He started to pull out, but she tightened on him. The orgasm took him by surprise; hit him like a freight train. He tried to pull away, but she reached for him, holding him tight as she rode out her own orgasm.
He slipped out of her, shocked at what they’d done. He didn’t forget condoms. Rarely. Turning in his arms, she gave him a kiss. “Relax, I’m on birth control.” Dumbly nodding, he was glad one of them was thinking. He reached for her again, but she stilled his hand. “We’re going to be late.”
He gave a groan. When she was right, she was right.
Slade barely had time to grab a cup of coffee before the driver arrived to take them to the hospital. While Bethany slipped into Jason’s room—where he seemed to be charming the nurses, Slade noticed—he tracked down Dr. Baxter. “Well?”
Baxter glanced up from a chart. “Good morning. Was that you out for a run? I thought I saw you when I was driving in. Ever run any marathons?”
Slade shook his head. Bethany came out of Jason’s room, looking relieved. She came up to Baxter and said, “Well?” Slade smothered a smile.
Baxter glanced from Slade to Bethany, then got down to business. “Jason’s test results were actually very good. His pituitary gland is functioning normally. What I’d recommend is looking to stimulate the growth plates at the end of his shorter leg. I will caution you that we have to watch for side effects of the treatment. It’s possible to kick up so much growth that we’ll have to go in with radiation and kill the growth cells.”
Slade frowned. “How often does that happen?”
“I haven’t seen it, but there have been a small number of cases where it has occurred. Jason, however, is a good candidate. He’s healthy in all respects, and we’ll monitor treatment until his late teens. But I have to tell you, the initial procedure is quite painful for most children. The good news is that the pain is short term.”
“And the cost?” Bethany asked.
Slade put a hand on her arm. “That doesn’t matter.”
She pulled back. “Yes, it does. Jason has insurance, and I can afford the best, but I want to know what we’re getting into.”
Stepping closer to her, Slade nodded at the doctor. “Don’t worry, doctor. We’ll talk this over with Jason. If we decide to continue, when can you start?” He wasn’t ignoring Bethany—he saw her fist clench—but right now Jason was the priority.
Baxter glanced from Slade to Bethany and focused on Slade. Good choice, Slade thought.
“How does next Wednesday sound?” Baxter asked. “He’ll need to spend one night in the hospital for monitoring and pain control, but then he should be able to go home. Most children only need the injections once. To monitor results, we’ll need weekly x-rays and blood work for the first three months, and then we can start spreading out the appointments.”
Bethany stepped around Slade. “What’s your success rate with this treatment, doctor?”
Dr. Baxter smiled. “I haven’t had anyone not respond to this treatment, and I don’t intend to spoil my record.”
Bethany glanced at Slade. “I’m not sure this is a good idea. I want to do some research.”
He stuffed his hands into his pockets. “We need to talk to Jason about it.”
Her mouth flattened. He knew that look—she was going to push this. She was going to force a fight. Glancing at Dr. Baxter, he took Bethany’s arm. “Thanks, Dr. Baxter. We’ll give you a call about setting up treatments.” He pulled Bethany aside. “Just what is your problem? This guy is the best, and you don’t trust him?”
She waved a hand at Baxter’s retreating back. “You heard him. It could go wrong, end up with Jason needing chemo. Chemo, of all things! Like he had cancer. Like his mom. I’m not going into this blindly.”
“He said radiation, not chemo, and I think you’re getting ahead of yourself. What about Jason?”
“What about him? He’s just a kid. He doesn’t get a say.”
“He has the right to know his options, and to make up his own mind.”
She lifted her chin. “No, that’s not what you’re planning. You’re going to make up Jason’s mind for him. I know that look now, Slade. This is about what you want—we’re all going to fall in with Slade’s plans just because Slade says so. You like easy answers and tidy endings. You want this to work because it’ll be your solution to everything. You get to be the big hero.”
Slade dropped his hand. “You’re damn right I want a solution.”
She shook her head. “I shouldn’t have let you bring us down here. It was a good thing to do, Slade, but you’re also doing it all wrong. You’re pushing too hard and too fast, and I’m not just talking about Jason. Hell, I shouldn’t even have let you in the front door that first day I saw you. But I did, and now it’s my fault that I gave you an inch and you’re taking over everything.”
“The hell I am.”
She stiffened. “You don’t see it, do you? You’re a strong person, Slade, with an even stronger drive to do right, but you should wait until you’re asked or invited. Now back off.” Turning, she started to stalk away.
