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“Okay. So tell me, Hayden.” I give the boy my full attention. He tells me that the same boy who beat him up in August checked him into the boards. I know that in their age group checking isn’t allowed. “Mind if I flex it and check it over.”
“No.”
He cringes when I touch him. His knee is already swollen. I carefully palpate and flex it around. It has a slight give when I do a lateral shift. When I flex the knee into ninety degrees, I carefully twist his foot and see him cringe.
“I need to order an MRI.”
“What’s that?” the other twin asks.
“What’s your name?”
He pushes his shoulders back before answering. “I’m Holdyn, with ay, but you can call me Dyne.”
I smile at him. “Want to know a secret?” I lean toward him.
He nods and his brother leans toward us.
“I want to know too.”
“I’m Emersyn with ay.” I chuckle.
“Dad, did you hear that?” Dyne says as he looks over my shoulder.
I turn and stop dead in my tracks.
“Syn?” he says my name, and I feel the flush hit my skin. All he has to do is talk to me and he’s got me ready for him, even in my real life. This can’t happen.
Oh. My. God.
“Shit,” I say softly but not soft enough as a bigger boy next to Trevor smiles.
“Mr. Myer, can we talk?” I move toward him, needing to tell him he has to have another doctor look after his son.
“You were going to tell us what the test you want to do is.” Hayden stops me. “I have ayin my name too.” I swing back around. I’m not going to take it out on these sweet boys.
“You’re right, Hayden. Do you have a nickname?”
Trevor moves in behind me, and I try not to get distracted from what I’m supposed to be doing.
“They call me Hays.”
“I like that. An MRI is a magnetic resonance imaging test. I need to see if you tore a ligament in your knee. The X-rays Dr. McKay took showed no broken bones.”
“Will it hurt?”
I move to his bed and sit next to his hip, taking his hand in mine. His twin moves closer to me, and I hold on to his shoulder with my other hand.
“No, it won’t hurt. You’ll lie down on a bed and it will move into a big tunnel that will take pictures.”
“Hays doesn’t go anywhere without me,” Dyne adds.
“Holdyn, he’s going to have to go by himself. I might be able to go with him, but you won’t be able to.” Trevor’s deep voice comes from behind me, and I can’t stop the shiver that runs over my body. He touches my shoulder and I almost jump over the bed to get away from him. He can’t do this. Our contract says we aren’t supposed to acknowledge each other, and he just violated that.
“How about this, Dyne, I’ll go with him. I’ll be in the room right outside the MRI with the techs? I’ll take care of him for you. Sound good?”
“You promise you won’t leave him?” Dyne’s voice cracks with his ten-year-old youth.
“He won’t see me, but he’ll have headphones on and can hear me. I promise.”
